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From the Original Ballad by 

ULA WATERHOUSE ECHOLS 

Author of “Legends of Charlemagne” 

y Illustrated by JAMES McCRACKEN 

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PAGE 

Prologue.9 

Of How Robin of Locksley Did Become Robin Hood 

the Outlaw.13 

In Which Robin Hood Gained His Good Right-hand 

Man Little John.18 

Of How Robin Hood Went to the Shooting Match at 

Nottingham Town and Won the Golden Arrow 25 

Of How Will Gamwell Became Will Scarlet ... 30 

Of How Robin Hood Did Gain Another Good Com¬ 
rade for His Band.37 

How Robin Hood Doth Encounter Midge the Miller 43 

How Robin Hood Did Outwit the Tinker .... 47 

Of How Robin Hood Did Aid the Sorrowful Knight 

Sir Richard of the Lea.35 

Of How Little John Became the Sheriff’s Servant . 64 

How Robin Hood Met the Curtal Friar .... 71 










PAGE 


Robin Hood and Allan A Dale.78 

Of How Robin Hood Turned Butcher.83 

How Robin Hood Did Fight with Guy of Gisbourne 90 
How Will Stutely Was Rescued by Robin Hood . 100 
Of How Robin Hood Did Serve Queen Katherine . 105 

Of How King Henry Did Chase Robin Hood, But 

Caught Him Not.116 

Of How Good King Richard of the Lion Heart Came 

to Sherwood Forest.123 



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“Hold!” Roared Little John .... Frontispiece 

Facing Page 

The Sheriff turned from the King with a heavy 

heart.26 

In the summertime the leaves grow green and the 

birds sing on every tree.47 

Whereupon Robin and the Tinker fought ... 52 

Little John dances with the maidens.64 

“I mean to return thy silver plate to thee” ... 70 

The friar whistled three long blasts.76 

“Why shouldst thou water the earth in this 

fashion?”.78 

Will Stutely was surprised by the Sheriff’s men . 100 

So Allan sang before the Queen.108 

As he was drinking, something flew past his ear . 118 
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“Come Listen to Me, Ye Gallants so Free.” 


Come listen to me, ye gallants so free, 
All ye that love mirth for to hear, 

And I will tell thee of a bold outlaw, 
That lived in Nottinghamshire. 

The merry pranks he played 
Would ask an age to tell, 

And the adventures strange 
That Robin Hood befell. 



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In Locksleytown, in merry Nottinghamshire, 
In merry sweet Locksleytown, 

There bold Robin Hood he was born and bred, 
Bold Robin of famous renown. 


N the old, old days in merry England many 
were the trees that covered the land. 
Many too were the wild animals that lived 
among these trees. There were deer, the 
hare and the coney. There were birds 
also in abundance, such as the partridge and pheasant. 
The animals were used for food, and their skins for 
clothing. Thus every man became a hunter. He was 
trained from the time he was a small boy to use the bow 
and arrow, for hunting was the serious business of all 
the men. 

In the little villages built inside a wall of rough logs, 
the women and children raised grain and a few vege¬ 
tables. But the greater part of the food came from the 
skill of the men in hunting wild game. 



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Year by year there were more people in the villages. 
More trees were cut down, and the animals became few¬ 
er. The men became farmers instead of hunters and did 
not depend upon the animals of the woods for their liv¬ 
ing. These English farmers were called yeomen. 

But though it was not now necessary that the wild 
animals be killed for food, yet these yeomen never for¬ 
got how to use their bows and arrows. Their sons were 
trained in the use of them, as of old. Each lad had a 
bow according to his age and strength. He was also 
trained in the use of the long-bow and quarter-staff. 
These were his weapons just as the lance and sword 
were the weapons of the boys of noble birth. 

Though there were many farming districts, yet there 
were still large forests where wild game was to be had. 
Anyone could go in and hunt, for these woods belonged 
to all. 

At length, however, the Normans conquered England, 
and all this was changed. These kings drove out the old 
inhabitants, and planted trees instead of farms. They 
peopled the forests with deer instead of men. It began 
to look as if there would be nothing but forests and deer 
life left in all of England. 

The new kings decreed also that these forests and all 
the wild animals belonged to them. The forests were 
now called the Royal Forests of England. No one could 
hunt in them unless he had permission from the King. 
Dire punishment was meted out to those who disobeyed 
the orders of the King. Off came their heads; or if they 


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escaped this fate, they became outlaws who roamed the 
forests with a price upon their heads. 

The most famous of the Royal Forests was Sherwood, 
in Nottinghamshire. It was some thirty miles in length, 
and contained many caves and caverns where men could 
live in comfort in winter when it was too cool to dwell 
out under the trees. Food was not lacking, for the woods 
were filled with browsing deer, leaping hare, and many 
birds such as pheasant and quail. 

Merry were the men that lived in Sherwood Forest. 
They were outlaws, to be sure, but true Englishmen. 
They cared not for the rule of the Norman kings who 
had invaded the merry little isle. They tried to make up 
to the poor people what the kings and their nobles had 
taken from them. 

Now the most famous of these outlaws was by name, 
Robin Hood. ’Twas said that he was born in Locksley- 
town in Nottinghamshire. Some said that his father was 
a Royal Forester of Sherwood. Others said that he was 
the Earl of Huntington. 

But be this as it may, one thing is sure. Great pains 
had been taken to make Robin skilled in the use of the 
long-bow and to speed a swift arrow. There was none 
his equal in all the countryside. Beloved was he by all 
the country people, for they delighted in tales of his 
jollity and great prowess. They knew also that no one 
ever went to the merry Robin for help and came away 
with an empty hand. 

But in spite of all this, there was a price on his head. 


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The sheriff of Nottingham and his men were ever on 
the lookout for this jolly outlaw, and this is how he fell 
afoul the law. 








Robin Hood was a tall young man 
And fifteen summers old; 

And Robin Hood was a proper young man 
Of courage stout and bold. 


OW it so happened in the merry month of 
May, in the time of old when King Henry 
the Second ruled the land, that a shooting 
match was proclaimed by the Sheriff of 
Nottingham. To Nottingham were to come 
the best archers of all the countryside. Here also was 
a prize of some forty marks to be given to whomsoever 
sped the swiftest arrow. 

News of this match did come by chance to the ear of 
young Robin of Locksley. Sad and sorrowful had he 
been for many a day since the death of his mother. But 



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when the tidings came of this match, quoth he to his 
uncle, 

“What fair tidings are these? I would fain win that 
prize. But perchance mine arm hath lost its cunning, for 
’tis many a day since it has drawn a bow.” 

“Say not so,” answered his uncle, “thy gray goose 
shaft will meet the mark, and all will know that thou 
art master of thy bow. Get thee hence without delay. 
The Sheriff’s shooting match will not wait for thee to 
consider what thou wilt do.” 

So without more ado, Robin picked up his long-bow 
of good strong yew, and slung over his shoulder a leather 
sheath filled with clothyard arrows. With a wave of his 
hand he was on his way to Nottingham. 

Now the way to Nottingham Town from Locksley 
Town lay through the Sherwood Forest. Right briskly 
and happily did Robin step through the Forest, a merry 
whistle on his lips. The birds sang cheerily overhead, 
and the sunlight danced through the leaves of the great 
trees. Robin had not been so happy since the days when 
he had gone hunting with his father. 

Suddenly a harsh voice stopped him. 

“Hold, who goes there? What harm thinkest thou 
can be done with thy puny bow and arrows?” 

Robin flushed with anger and turned toward the place 
from which the voice came. Here a group of a dozen men 
or more were making merry over a huge meat pie. All 
were clad in Lincoln green, and thus did Robin know 
them for the King’s Foresters. Fearful lest his hot 


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tongue lead him into trouble he turned aside from the 
group. Then the largest and roughest man of all said 
with a sneer, 

“Perchance the little lad doth think to match his skill 
with the mighty bowmen at the Sheriff's shooting match. 
Bah! A farthing for his skill." 

All laughed loudly at this. Whereupon Robin grew 
more angry than before, for he was mightily proud of 
his shooting. 

“I can draw my bow with the best of them," quoth he, 
“and none here can gainsay me." 

Again all the Foresters laughed loud and jeeringly. 

Then Robin grew right mad, and said, “List to me, ye 
Foresters, I’ll hold any one of ye twenty marks that I 
can hit any target thou namest at threescore rods." 

“I will take thy wager," shouted one of the Foresters, 
“yonder, some more than threescore rods away I see a 
herd of deer. See what thou canst do with thy puny 
strength. Never wilt thou cause a hart to die." 

Proudly did Robin raise his good yew bow, and draw¬ 
ing his gray goose arrow to his ear, let the string fly. 
With a twang! the arrow sped to its mark, and the 
noblest hart of them all leaped high in the air. Then 
it fell dead, its life's blood reddening the green turf. 

“How now, my good fellow," laughed Robin, “I'll take 
those twenty marks thou dost owe me." 

“Twenty marks, indeed," replied the Forester in a 
rage, “a sound thrashing is what thou deserveth. Know- 
est thou not that the King's deer hath been slain? Get 


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thee hence, or thy ears will be shaven close to thy head.” 

Robin, smarting under the taunts and deceit of the 
Foresters, turned on his heel without a word. His heart 
boiled with rage and despair, as he strode through the 
Forest. Well did he know what would befall him if he 
were caught by the Sheriff after shooting the King’s 
deer. Gone were all the happy plans of the morning. A 
forfeit now was on his head. 

But as these dark thoughts were passing through his 
head, of a sudden an arrow whistled by his shoulder. 
Well for Robin that the Forester’s foot slipped as he 
pulled the string, or not another step would he ever have 
taken. 

Quicker than a thought Robin turned and drew his 
own bow, and sent an arrow in return. 

“Was it thou that said I could not shoot?” he shouted. 
“Here is the answer of my puny bow!” 

Straight flew the gray goose shaft. With one cry the 
Forester fell forward on his face and lay still. Swiftly 
before the others could gather their scattered wits, Robin 
ran through the Forest. Many were the days he had 
spent in the greenwood, and it was home to him. One 
or two of the Foresters made a half-hearted attempt to 
follow, but each one feared death from Robin’s stinging 
shaft. Ere long they came, and lifting the slain man, 
bore him sadly to Nottingham Town. 

It was thus that Robin of Locksley became an outlaw. 
A price of two hundred pounds was set upon his head 
as a reward to whosoever would bring him to the Sheriff. 


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So Robin came to dwell in the greenwood for many a 
year. Soon there gathered about him many others who 
had been outlawed like himself, for one cause or another. 

Before long there were some five score or more yeomen 
in the band. Robin was chosen to be leader. He was fair 
and just and none could match his skill with the long¬ 
bow. But with the quarter-staff, alas, one day he met his 
match. 



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in Which Robin Hood Gained His Good Right- 
Hand Man Little John 



When Robin Hood was about twenty years old 
With a hey down, down, and a down; 

He happened to meet Little John, 

A jolly brisk blade, right fit for the trade, 

For he was a lusty young man. 

Though he was called Little, his limbs they were large 
And his structure was seven feet high; 

Wherever he came, they quaked at his name, 

For soon they would make them to fly. 

How they came acquainted, I’ll tell you in brief, 

If you will but listen awhile; 

For this very jest, amongst all the rest, 

I think it may cause you to smile. 


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One bright spring morning up rose Robin Hood, and 
calling his merry men about him, said, “Methinks that 
it is time that I go abroad. For fourteen long days there 
has been no sport.” 

“Aye, aye, Master,” so said the merry men. They all 
sprang for their bows and arrows. Much as they loved 
the greenwood, yet it was great sport to roam afar. But 
Robin stopped them saying, 

“I pray thee tarry in this grove, but see that ye mind 
my call. I will rove throughout the forest, but if I should 
not be able to beat a retreat, I will blow a blast on my 
horn.” 

So saying he gayly shook hands with his jolly bowmen, 
and bade them farewell. 

Away he strode through the forest, now answering a 
bird call, or picking a flower that grew by the wayside. 
At length he came to the end of the leafy forest glades 
and into the open country. A bubbling brook sparkled 
across his path. The spring rains had swollen the brook 
into a good-sized stream, and it could not be crossed by 
the usual stepping-stones. A huge log lay across the 
stream making a bridge just wide enough for one per¬ 
son at a time to walk over. Just as Robin reached his 
end of the log, he espied a stranger at the other end. He 
quickened his step, but so did the stranger. Each thought 
to cross first. 

“Make not so much haste,” called Robin. “Wait thou 
until the better man doth pass.” 

“Nay,” quoth the tall stranger, “thou hast it wrong. 


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Stand back thyself, for forsooth, I am the better man.” 

“Step aside at once, my good fellow,” said bold Robin 
Hood, “or I must needs show thee right good Nottingham 
play.” 

With that he drew forth an arrow quickly from his 
quiver, a broad arrow with a goose-wing tip. 

“Then indeed must I thrash thee, if thou so much as 
offerest to touch the string,” answered the stranger 
calmly. 

“Thou dost prate like a donkey,” quoth Robin, “for 
were I to but bend my bow I could send this dart quite 
through thy proud heart before thou couldst strike me 
one blow.” 

“Now thou speakest like a coward,” replied the 
stranger, “for thou art well armed as thou standest, and 
could very easily shoot me. While I have naught but a 
staff in my hand.” 

“I scorn the name of coward,” said Robin Hood, “so 
here’s to fair play.” 

Whereupon he threw down his long-bow and ran to a 
thicket of trees. Here he chose himself a stout staff of 
ground oak, and called to the stranger merrily, 

“Behold, I now have a staff, lusty and tough, and 
though my skill is better at the bow, yet I will now 
meet thee on this bridge. We will play with our quarter- 
staffs until one falls in the water. Then shall the other 
win, and we’ll away.” 

“With my whole heart,” replied the stranger, “I scorn 
to be the first to give out.” 


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Without more ado they flourished their staffs about, 
and suddenly Robin gave the stranger such a bang with 
his staff that the stranger’s bones rang. 

“Ha,” cried he, “I will repay that, and give thee as 
good as thou dost bring.” 

Then with a quick turn, the huge stranger brought 
his quarter-staff down on Robin’s head with such a crack 
as to make the blood appear. 

Whereupon there followed such a mighty battle be¬ 
twixt the two yeomen as has not been seen for many a 
day. The stranger’s blows were the heavier, but Robin’s 
were more swift and numerous. Neither gave an inch 
from his place. Though the blows rained thick and fast 
and many were the sores and bruises, yet neither called 
out “Enough,” nor seemed likely to fall from the bridge. 

At length, when almost an hour had gone by, Robin 
gave the stranger such a blow on the ribs that his jacket 
seemed to smoke. The stranger well nigh lost his balance, 
but regained himself at once and with a quick blow sent 
our stout Robin, head over heels, into the water below. 

“I prithee, my good fellow, where art thou now!” 
laughed the stranger, with roars of laughter. 

“Good faith, I’m in the flood and floating with the 
tide,” answered Robin. Nor could he keep from laugh¬ 
ing when he thought how he must have looked when he 
fell into the water. 

“Thou hast won the day. I must needs acknowledge 
that thou art a brave soul, and here’s my hand on it.” 

“By my faith, thou art a brave soul thyself,” quoth 


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the stranger as he leaned down to grasp the hand that 
was raised to him, “for thou art a good loser. Come, I 
will pull thee ashore.” 

He helped Robin to his feet, whereupon Robin waded 
to the shore, and reaching for an overhanging thorn 
bush, pulled himself out of the water saying, 

“Thy blow did send my wits afar. Mine head doth 
even now hum like a bees’ hive on a warm spring morn¬ 
ing.” 

Then without further delay, Robin Hood did raise his 
horn to his lips and blew a strong blast which echoed 
down through the valleys and forest glens. 

Ere long a rustling was heard in the bushes and of a 
sudden a score of stout yeomen clad in Lincoln green 
came running to the brook. Will Stutely was at their 
head. 

“Good, my master, what hath befallen thee?” quoth he. 
“Thou art wet to the skin.” 

“So I am, in faith,” laughed Robin, “and there stands 
the lad that tumbled me into the brook. And a drubbing 
he gave me besides.” 

“Then shall he take the same,” shouted the merry 
men, and started toward the stranger to drag him into 
the brook. He raised his cudgel to defend himself, but 
Robin cried, 

“Forbear, my men, a stout fellow is he, and one that 
gives fair play. What sayest thou, wilt join my band of 
bowmen bold and wear the Lincoln green?” 

“Aye, marry, that I will, for well I like the greenwood. 


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But by what name art thou known? Thy skill and cudgel 
do I know, but not thy name.” 

“Hath the name of Robin Hood come to thine ears? 
In faith, I am he, and these are my merry men.” 

“I’ll serve thee with my whole heart,” replied the 
stranger. 

“Well and good,” quoth Robin, “I have gained a right 
stout man for my band. If thou canst use the bow as 
well as the cudgel, then am I fortunte indeed. But tell 
me, I prithee, what is thy name?” 

“My name is John Little, and ne’er doubt that I will 
play my part.” 

Then up spoke Will Stutely, who dearly loved a jest, 
“John Little! Aye, marry, our young friend is so little he 
must needs be christened anew. I will his godfather be.” 

At this Robin and the merry band laughed loudly. 

“Aye, a christening, and what is the name thou hast 
chosen?” 

“This infant was called John Little,” quoth jolly Will, 
“which name shall be changed anon.” Whereupon he 
filled a horn with water, and throwing it upon the giant 
said, 

“Thy name shall now T be called Little John.” 

“Well hast thou chosen, Will Stutely. Little John shall 
it be henceforth,” quoth Robin with a merry twinkle in 
his eve. “Come let’s join hands, and a shout for Little 
John.” 

So they all gave a shout that rang far and wide, and 
plunged into the forest once more. Presently they came 


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to the spot where they made their home, and found the 
rest of the band. 

“A christening feast must we have,” called Robin. 

“A brace of fat does will do for a start,” replied one 
of the band, and the merry feast began. They ate and 
laughed and sang, and the merriment lasted for a long 
time. 

“Thou shalt be an archer as well as the best, and range 
in the greenwood with us,” quoth good Robin. 

Then music and dancing did finish the day, and when 
the sun waxed low in the sky the whole merry band went 
to their caves. 

Thus did Robin Hood gain his good right hand man, 
Little John, and ere long the day came when he was sec¬ 
ond in command. 





Of How Robin Hood Went to the Shooting Match 
at Nottingham Town and Won the 
Golden Arrow 


So an arrow with a golden head 
And shaft of silver white, 
Who won the day shall bear away 
For his own proper right. 


OW the Sheriff of Nottingham had never 
been so worried in his life. There was that 
two hundred pounds that had been offered 
for the outlaw, Robin Hood, and not one 
whit nearer to receiving it was he than he 

had been some months before. 

Whereupon he did a foolish thing. He went to the 

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King to ask him what he should do to capture bold Robin. 
He hoped perchance that the King would place a large 
force of men at his command. 

Quoth the King, “Art thou not the Sheriff? What 
should I do about it? Is there not the law?” 

“Yea, even so, good my lord,” answered the Sheriff, 
“but of what good is the law? So many are the men 
about him that never could I serve the warrant.” 

“Thou speakest with a coward’s heart,” said the King. 
“Get thee gone, and if thou canst not capture him by 
force, then devise some tricking game to entrap him.” 

So the Sheriff turned from the King with a heavy 
heart. He thought and he thought, and at length he said 
to himself, 

“What doth this Robin Hood like to do best of all? 
Yea, verily, ’tis to shoot, and right proud is he of his 
skill. A shooting match would bring him nigh to Notting¬ 
ham Town. Then would I put my hands upon him, and 
never let him go.” 

Wherefore the Sheriff lost no time in proclaiming a 
shooting match that would be open to all comers. Far 
and wide was the news heralded, into every town and 
hamlet. The prize was to be an arrow of gold with a 
shaft of silver white. 

Ere long the tidings of the great match came to brave 
Robin Hood. Calling his men together under the green¬ 
wood tree he said, 

“Come, my merry men, and prepare yourselves, for 
yon sport I fain would see.” 





The Sheriff turned from 


the King with a. heavy heart. 


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With that stepped forth a brave young man by the 
name of David of Doncaster. 

“Master, I prithee, be ruled by me,” he quoth, “for to 
tell the truth I’m well informed that yon match is a trap. 
The Sheriff of Nottingham hath devised this to beguile 
us archers.” 

“Methinks that doth sound like a coward’s word,” an¬ 
swered Robin, “and thy words please me not. Come what 
will, I’ll try my skill at yon brave archery.” 

Then bespoke brave Little John, whose word was al¬ 
ways wise. 

“Come, listen to me. We need not be known. Behind 
us will we leave our mantles of Lincoln green. We’ll 
clothe ourselves so differently that none will us espy. 
Now one shall wear white, another red. Then for a 
change, one yellow and another blue. Thus we can go 
whatever ensues.” 

“By my faith, ’tis a good plan,” laughed Robin Hood. 

“Aye, good for Little John,” shouted all the men. 

So forth from the greenwood they went with hearts 
all firm and stout. They were filled with the hope that 
they would meet the Sheriff’s men in a hearty bout. 

“ ’Twere better far to mingle with the crowd,” said 
Robin, “lest perchance so large a group doth catch the 
eye of the Sheriff.” 

So no two of them walked together, and they were so 
mixed with the other eight hundred on the green that 
Robin Hood himself was hard put to pick them out. As 
for the Sheriff, not one of them did he espy. 


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“Beshrew me,” quoth he, scratching his head, “I would 
have said that Robin Hood would have been here with 
the best of them. Now, methinks, he durst not appear.” 

The shooting began, and not in many a day was such 
skill shown. The archers shot, each man in turn. 

“Good for the blue jacket,” shouted one man. 

“I wager on the brown,” called another. 

“Brave yellow for me,” cried a third. 

But the fourth man said, “None doth have the skill of 
the man in red.” 

Whereupon the crowd shouted, “The red has it. Give 
the arrow to the red.” 

Then did the man in red step forward to receive the 
golden arrow from the Sheriff. 

“Here, my good fellow,” quoth the Sheriff graciously, 
“thou hast won the prize fairly. ’Twas thought that the 
brave Robin Hood would carry away the prize. But he 
showed not his coward face. Wilt join my band of For¬ 
esters? I have need of such as thee.” 

Now the man in red was none other than Robin Hood 
himself. His eyes twinkled at the Sheriff’s word, but he 
bowed low and shook his head in answer. 

“Nay, gramercy, my lord,” quoth he, “I serve no mas¬ 
ter save mine own.” 

Then turning swiftly, he disappeared into the crowd. 
One by one his merry men followed him, and at length 
all were assembled under the greenwood shade. 

“ ’Twould be a day worth spent if the proud Sheriff 
could but know to whom he hath given the arrow. Right 


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merry could I be at heart if this were so,” sighed Robin. 

“Grieve not, my master,” answered Little John. “Thou 
didst listen to me before. If thou wilt allow I will advise 
once more.” 

“Speak on,” said Robin Hood, “speak on. Thy wit’s 
both quick and sound.” 

“This I advise,” Little John replied, “that a letter shall 
be penned. Then shall it be sent to the Sheriff of Not¬ 
tingham.” 

“ ’Tis well,” laughed Robin. And all the merry men 
laughed loud and long at the surprise of the Sheriff. 

’Twas not long thereafter when the proud Sheriff sat 
himself down to meat in his great dining-hall in Not¬ 
tingham. 

“This was not as I would have had it,” he thought, 
“for I did not think that Robin Hood was such a coward. 
By now I thought to have him in my hands.” 

On a sudden something whistled past his shoulder and 
fell on the floor behind him. A servant stooped carefully 
and picked up a gray goose shaft from the floor. A tiny 
piece of paper was fastened in the arrow. Quickly did 
the Sheriff read and his face became purple with rage. 
This is what he saw: 

“Greetings from the Sherwood green, 

And thanks to thee this day; 

For ’twas to merry Robin Hood 
The prize thou gavest away.” 



Of How Will Gamwell Became Will Scarlet 


As Robin Hood walked the forest along— 
It was in the mid of the day— 

There was he met of a deft young man 
As ever walked on the way. 


OT so many days after the haughty Sheriff 
of Nottingham had been brought to grief 
Robin Hood and Little John were walking 
through the Forest. They traveled along 
with their bows slung over their shoulders 
for they had high hopes of bringing down a buck for 
their dinner. The day grew warmer as the sun rose 
higher in the sky. They grew tired and thirsty. 



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“Heigho,” quoth Robin Hood. “What time of the day? 
Methinks ere long we should espy a buck.” 

“Aye, marry,” answered Little John. “ Tis in the mid 
of day. If we discover none as we round this little hill, 
then it were better to return to the greenwood.” 

Soon a fine sight met their eyes. A large herd of deer 
was grazing peacefully at the far side of the open grassy 
space in the Forest. 

“Seest thou that fine buck?” said Robin in a low tone. 
“It maketh my mouth to water when I think of the choice 
morsel of food that he will make.” 

“Methinks I will go to the other side,” said Little John. 
“When he doth scent me on the breeze then he will run 
this way. Thou wilt then have an easy shot.” 

“Well said,” answered Robin, “get thee hence.” 

On a sudden a stranger appeared in the Forest path. 
Gay indeed was this stranger, and a fine figure he cut. 
All in red was he from his head to his feet. His doublet 
and hose were of silk. On his head was a jaunty scarlet 
hat with a long feather. By his side he wore a goodly 
sword embossed with gold. 

“By my troth,” quoth Robin Hood, “who can yon gay 
spark be?” 

“That I know not,” said Little John, “one can see that 
he is not of the Forest.” 

“Nay, marry,” answered Robin, “for well doth that 
scarlet suit gleam in the woods. One could see him from 
afar. Tis some fop from the town who has come, per¬ 
chance to walk in the greenwood.” 


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But even as they spoke the stranger sighted a deer. 
Without more ado he strung his bow, plucked an arrow 
from his quiver, and took aim. The noble stag gave a 
leap into the air. The string twanged and the arrow 
hummed. The buck fell headlong and lay still. 

“By my life, a shot worthy of a forester,” quoth Robin. 
“Stay thou here, I prithee, Little John. I would fain have 
speech with him.” 

Whereupon bold Robin walked up to where the 
stranger stood beside the deer he had slain. 

“Well shot, well shot,” he said. “Thine arrow was 
loosed in the nick of time. I have need of such as thee. 
Wilt thou accept of the place and be a bold yeoman of 
mine?” 

“Nay, why should I,” answered the stranger calmly. 
“Fll have naught to do with thee. Make haste and go 
quickly.” 

“And if, perchance, I am not of a mind to go?” de¬ 
manded Robin. 

“Then be sure of this,” returned the stranger, “Fll 
give thee many buffets with my fist.” 

“Thou hadst best not buffet me,” quoth Robin, think¬ 
ing to try the courage of the stranger, “I may seem to be 
alone, yet there are many to take my part if I but blow 
my horn.” 

“Be not too hasty to blow thy horn, my droll fellow,” 
replied the stranger. “If thou dost then will I cut thy 
blast in two with my good broadsword.” 

“Methinks he hath plenty of courage despite his fop- 


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pish clothes,” said Robin to himself. “I will make an¬ 
other trial of him to test him.” 

Then did Robin bend his good strong bow and take 
aim at the stranger’s heart. But no whit did he flinch, 
nor one jot did he turn color. 

“So this is what thou wishest, fair friend,” quoth the 
stranger, “I can pay thee in like coin.” Then he clapped 
an arrow into his bow with such remarkable speed that 
Robin was startled. 

“Oh, hold thy hand!” cried Robin, “I prithee, hold thy 
hand. To shoot would be in vain, for if we should shoot, 
the one of us may be slain.” 

“ ’Tis well,” replied the languid stranger, “but, me- 
thinks, this was begun by thee.” 

“Yea, verily,” answered Robin, “and so do I end it.” 
So saying, he placed his shaft in his quiver and his bow 
upon the ground. Whereupon the stranger did the same 
and waited to see what was next. 

“I note that thou dost carry thy sword and buckler,” 
quoth Robin Hood. “What sayest thou to a try with them 
to see who is the better man.” 

Then each man took his good broadsword and shield. 
Then each took his place under the tree. 

Soon there began a great clanging and clashing as the 
heavy broadswords came together and the blows were 
deftly caught and warded off. The two swordsmen were 
so equal that for a good half hour neither one had been 
touched or had given one inch to the other. 

Then Robin gave the stranger such a blow that he 

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staggered. In return the stranger cut at Robin with 
such a lucky stroke that it nicked him in the forehead. 
The blood streamed down and filled his eyes, so that 
he could no longer see to fight. 

The stranger lowered his broadsword. But Little John 
seeing that his master was hurt ran to the spot. 

“Good my master, I prithee, let me have a bout with 
him,” cried little John. “I can play with sword and 
buckler as well as thou.” 

“Nay, have peace, Little John,” said Robin, wiping 
the blood from his eyes, “there has been enough blood¬ 
shed. ’Twas a fair bout. Never once did the stranger 
take a stroke when I was at a disadvantage.” 

“I like not that such an one should draw blood from 
Robin Hood and escape,” muttered Little John. 

“Did I hear aright?” asked the stranger, for the first 
time showing interest, “didst say Robin Hood?” 

“Yea, verily,” answered Little John, “but what is he 
to thee?” 

“Aye, marry, who art thou to turn his name about 
on thy tongue? Come, speak up,” quoth Robin Hood. 

“In Maxfield was I born and bred. To the name of 
Will Gam well do I answer. Hast forgotten thy cousin 
Will? ’Tis not many years since I would have known 
thee by sight, and thou me.” 

“Ah, my good Will. How well I remember thy smile 
and now thy voice. Many were the good times we had 
in the Forest, and good was thy father to me. But what 
doest thou in the Forest?” 


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35 


“Firstly I was seeking Robin Hood, for I too am an 
outlaw,” was the answer. “Dost remember the old stew¬ 
ard of my father?” 

“Aye, and a saucy old rogue was he, if there ever was 
one. He did fair deserve a killing.” 

“Saucy was he, and not to be trusted. As my father 
waxed old, so did the steward wax more vile. At length 
it did come to mine ears that he was in league with our 
Norman neighbor who wished our lands. They thought 
to slay me, and the land would be theirs.” 

“By the faith of my heart, ’tis an old trick,” quoth 
Robin. “But how didst thou best him?” 

“ ’Twas in self defense, I swear it,” returned Will, 
“but what is my word against a Norman’s? The steward 
and I were hunting not long since, and some’at came to 
me that all was not well. Turning quickly I saw him 
bending his bow with the arrow aimed at me. I loosed 
my shaft at him, and the arrows passed. His arrow did 
but tear my doublet, but mine felled him to the ground. 
Before he died he did confess his treachery.” 

“Foul treachery, too, a murrain seize him,” said Robin, 
“ever art they ready to strip the Saxon. What then, 
good my cousin?” 

“Ere long the manner of the steward’s death was 
noised about, and the Sheriff was speedily on my track. 

“So thou didst flee to the shelter of the greenwood! 
We bid thee welcome, cousin, to our goodly company. 
Shake thou the hand of my brave Little John, the largest 
of us all. He is the second in command.” 


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“Well do we welcome thee, a stranger no longer,” 
quoth Little John, grasping Will’s hand in his grip. 

“Methinks we will lay aside the old name. Thou didst 
come to us in scarlet, and Will Scarlet shalt thou be 
called from this very day,” said Robin Hood. 

Thus did Will Scarlet join Robin Hood’s company, and 
swear to be true to the Forest laws. 

“Belike I give thee this great stag for the feast as 
I join this jolly company,” quoth Will Scarlet. 

“Well said,” laughed jolly Robin. “Little John and I 
had marked that buck for our very own when thou felled 
him with thy good yew bow.” 


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Of How Robin Hood Did Gain Another Good 
Comrade for His Band 


In Nottingham there lived a jolly tanner, 
With a hey, down, down-a-down down, 
His name is Arthur a Bland: 

There is ne’er a squire in Nottinghamshire 
Dare bid bold Arthur stand. 


N Nottingham Town, so the story goes, 
lived a jolly tanner who was the best 
fighter with the quarter-staff in that part 
of the country. Now on the day that Robin 
Hood with Little John and Will Scarlet 
were returning from the hunting of the deer, this jolly 
tanner was walking through the Forest too. Although 
he scraped hides for a living, yet he loved the merry 
greenwood. Many times in the lovely summer this tan- 

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ner would take his bow and arrows and great quarter- 
staff and set off for Sherwood Forest. 

On this warm summer day as he went forth he 
glimpsed a herd of red deer. Quickly he strung his bow 
and went forward toward the herd. 

Just at this moment Robin espied him and dropping 
his end of the large stag that they were carrying, said 
to Little John, 

“Who is this fellow that darest to mark down our 
deer? Methinks I will call him to task.” 

“Nay, good master,” answered Little John, “let me go 
in thy stead. Thou hast had one bout this day.” 

So saying, he strode out into the open, leaving Robin 
to grumble to himself at the impertinence of Little John. 
For he liked not to be reminded of the bout with Will 
Scarlet. 

Then Little John called to the stranger, “Who art 
thou, bold fellow, that ranges so boldly here? In sooth 
thou doest look like a thief that comes to steal the King’s 
deer.” 

“Who art thou that questioneth me?” asked the strang¬ 
er, “for thou does not look like a forester to me.” 

“I am a keeper of this Forest,” replied little John, 
“and I look after the deer for the King and myself. 
Therefore I must stay thee from going further into the 
Forest.” 

“Heigho, thou and how many more will stay me?” 
jeered the Tanner, with a grin. 

“None other do I need,” cried Little John angrily. 


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“One more bold word of back-talk, and I’ll crack thy 
pate for thee.” 

“Art thou such a goodly man then that all must fear 
thee?” quoth the Tanner with another grin. “I care not 
a fig for thy looking so big. On thy guard if thou wouldst 
fight with me. Methinks I do see a quarter-staff behind 
thee on the ground. Meet me with it. and I’ll tan thy 
hide for thee.” 

Little John unbuckled his belt, and laid down his long¬ 
bow beside it on the ground. Then taking up a staff of 
stout oak he faced the Tanner. 

“Look well to thyself, sirrah,” said he, “for I yield to 
thy weapon since thou wilt not yield to mine. But come 
forward for I would measure our weapons. I’ll not have 
my staff one inch longer than thine, for that would be 
foul play.” 

“Nay, I fear not the length, for my staff is stout 
enough to knock down a calf, and I hope it will knock 
down thee,” said the Tanner. 

On the instant Little John let fly his staff at the Tan¬ 
ner, and gave him such a blow on the crown of his head 
that he drew blood. The Tanner recovered himself 
quickly and brought down a terrific blow on Little John’s 
head. So they each had a blow apiece and the mighty 
battle began. 

Now the Tanner had expected to win the battle for he 
was the best fighter in his part of the country. But 
Little John had not planned it so. Soon the Tanner real¬ 
ized that he had met his match. 


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Back and forth, round and round, they fought like 
two wild boars in a chase. Each strove to injure the 
other’s arm or leg, or any other place. Knock for knock 
they dealt lustily. The Forest rang with the sound of 
their blows. 

At the end of almost an hour when the two men were 
well nigh exhausted Robin Hood, who had been hiding, 
stepped forward and shouted, 

“Hold thy hands, hold thy hands, and let thy quarrel 
fall. There is no need to thrash thy bones into pieces. 
Thou art so evenly matched that thou couldst fight for¬ 
ever. I make thee free, fellow, to roam as thou pleaseth 
through Sherwood Forest.” 

“A murrain seize thee,” answered the Tanner. “Who 
art thou to give me freedom? Gramercy for naught, say 
I, for if freedom I’ve bought, then I can thank my good 
staff and not thee.” 

“What tradesman art thou?” asked jolly Robin, “I 
prithee tell me what thou are and where thou dost come 
from.” 

“A tanner am I and for many a year have I plied my 
trade in Nottingham. If thou wilt come there I vow I 
will tan thy hide for nothing,” answered the Tanner. 

“Aye, and a good job can he do,” grumbled Little 
John, rubbing his sore head and sides. 

“Gramercy to thee, good fellow,” quoth jolly Robin, 
“for thy kindness, but if thou wilt tan my hide for naught 
then I will do as much for thee. But tell me thy name, I 
prithee.” 


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41 


“ 'Tis Arthur a Bland,” replied the Tanner, boldly, 
“and by what name art thou called?” 

“My name is Robin Hood,” said the bold outlaw, “and 
wilt thou forsake thy tanning and come to the green¬ 
wood with me? Thou dost play a stout staff and I have 
need of thee. Thou wilt make a great team-mate for 
Little John.” 

“Where is the famous Little John?” asked Arthur a 
Bland, “I would fain lay eyes upon him.” 

“By my faith and troth,” laughed Robin, “thou hast 
laid more than thy eyes upon him this day, for thou 
didst give him a good drubbing.” 

“Sayest thou so?” asked Arthur in surprise, “if I had 
known never would I have had the courage to raise my 
hand against him. I have heard of thee all for many a 
day and my heart has been with thee. A thousand 
pardons, Little John. Let us be friends. Here's my hand 
on it.” 

Little John feeling weary and sore after the long 
battle gave his hand to Arthur and said, 

“It would have been worse for thee if thou hadst not 
worn such thick leathern clothes. But welcome to the 
greenwood, Arthur a Bland, and a murrain on all past 
blows.” 

Then Robin Hood took them both by the hand and they 
all danced round and round the oak tree and sang with 
great glee, 

“For three merry men and three merry men and three 
merry men we be.” 


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Thereupon they joined Will Scarlet who was still 
guarding the huge stag. Then they all took the highway 
through the Forest to join the others of the band. 


And ever hereafter, as long as they lived, 
They three shall be all one; 

The wood shall ring, and the old wife sing, 
Of Robin Hood, Arthur and John. 




How Robin Hood Doth Encounter 
Midge the Miller 


“Stout of back but slender-brained this Midge the Miller be 
So, playfully, we’ll take away his gold,” 

Little John spake merrily, and set about the task, 

But he was much surprised, the tale is told. 


OW although the bones of Robin Hood and 
Little John were sore, yet did they feel 
that a good day’s work was done. Two 
strong new men had been added to the 
band, and what could be dearer to the 

heart of Robin? 

So as the day drew to a close, the four trudged along 
toward Sherwood Forest. Weary were they, for they 
carried the stag between them, but not too weary for a 

jest. . .. 

“Methinks I do espy a stout fellow coming down the 



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path,” said Robin. “Let us sit here until he doth ap¬ 
proach us.” 

“He is a stout fellow,” declared Little John, “or he 
could not carry that huge sack of meal.” 

“Aye, marry,” said Will Scarlet, “ ’tis Midge, the Mil¬ 
ler. Great is his strength, but small is his wit, I’ve heard 
said.” 

“Sayest thou so,” quoth Little John, “then I will play 
a merry jest on him.” 

Before Robin could guess what the jest was to be, Little 
John had risen and stepped forward. 

“Hold, my good fellow,” quoth Little John. “I would 
have a word with thee.” 

The Miller stopped in his tracks. He set his sack upon 
the ground, but took a firmer hold on his huge quarter- 
staff. 

“What dost thou wish with me?” asked the Miller. 

“I would carry thy heavy load for thee,” answered 
Little John. 

“Gramercy, good sir, if thanks be due thee,” replied 
the Miller, “I can carry my meal myself.” 

“How now,” said Little John. “It doth look as if thou 
hadst more than meal in yon sack. I will take not only 
the meal, but your gold.” 

“Alas, thou dost mistake me,” declared the Miller, as 
he put one foot on the sack. “Little I have, and if thou 
shouldst rob me of that, then it would go hard with you 
should Robin Hood hear of it.” 

“I know Robin Hood well, and fear him not,” said 


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45 


Little John. “Make haste and give me thy money, or I 
will empty thy meal upon the ground.” 

“I prithee, spare the meal,” pleaded the Miller as he 
fell on his knees, “and I will give thee all that lies at the 
bottom of the sack.” 

“Aha,” said Little John knowingly, “I was sure that 
thou didst have some stored away.” 

By this time Robin felt that the jest had gone far 
enough, and he came forward with the other two. Mean¬ 
while the Miller had untied the top of the bag. He 
stooped over, and filling both his hands with meal, threw 
it into their eyes. It blinded them, and before they could 
rub it out, he threw more and more handfuls, until they 
could see nothing at all. Then seizing his huge quarter- 
staff he struck first one and then the other, until all 
four had their share. 

“Stop, stop,” cried Little John. “Dost call it fair play 
to belabor a blinded man?” 

“Aye, verily, that I do,” quoth the Miller, “when he 
hath tried to rob me,” and he beat Little John harder 
than ever. “Perhaps you’ll be a little more careful now 
how you treat Midge the Miller.” 

So saying he turned to the other three and rained blow 
after blow on each. The meal still blinded them, and 
they could not help themselves. 

“Hold,” cried Little John again, “that is Robin Hood 
that thou beatest.” 

“Now I know that thou Rest,” said Midge, “for never 
would Robin Hood stand by and see a poor man robbed. 


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Take this for your untruth,” and poor Little John re¬ 
ceived another heavy blow. 

Robin knew that it was vain for him to tell Midge who 
he was, and in truth his conscience hurt him as badly as 
his shoulders. Whereupon he seized his horn and blew 
three loud blasts. 

The Miller was so busy raining blows upon the four 
that he did not hear the coming of the merry band. He 
was amazed when he discovered that he was surrounded 
by a host of men in green. They would have fallen im¬ 
mediately upon Midge had not Robin called, 

“Nay, do him no harm. I am at fault for I should not 
have let the jest go so far.” 

Then, ever ready to see the merry side of a story, 
Robin told their adventure. Soon the whole band was in 
roars of laughter, and even Midge could now give a 
broad smile. At first he felt that he had reason to fear 
Robin Hood, but not when he saw him laughing. 

“Wouldst care to join our jolly band, young Midge the 
Miller?” asked Robin. “I might then forgive thee the 
drubbing thou has given me.” 

“Aye, that I would,” said Midge, “and ever loyal will 
I be.” 

“Perhaps some day I can forgive thee when my shoul¬ 
ders have healed,” quoth Little John with a wry face 

“I will not say that thou didst bring it on thyself,” 
said Robin with a twinkle in his eye. “But haste thee 
now, each and all to our Forest home. Three new staunch 
yeomen have we this day added to our band.” 






















































































































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In the summertime the leaves grow green and the birds 
sing on every tree. 











How Robin Hood Did Outwit the Tinker 


And as he came to Nottingham 
A Tinker he did meet, 

And seeing him a lusty blade, 
He did him kindly greet. 


N the summertime when the leaves grew 
green and the birds were singing on every 
tree, Robin Hood fared forth to Notting¬ 
ham Town. It had been many a day since 
he had heard what was a-doing there, and 
to learn. His trusty sword was by his side, 
his bow and arrows at his back, and his fair bugle-horn 
slung on his hip. It was a goodly morn and merry at 
heart was Robin. 

As he drew nigh to Nottingham a Tinker he did meet. 
The Tinker carried his leathern bag of tools on his back. 
In his hand was a mighty crabtree staff full six feet long. 



he was fain 


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Robin greeted him kindly saying, “Good morrow, 
friend. I prithee, tell me from whence thou dost come?” 

“From Banbury I come and by trade I am a tinker,” 
said the stranger. 

“Alas, ’tis sad news I hear,” quoth Robin, with a long 
face. s 

“What is the news?” asked the Tinker, “tell me with¬ 
out delay.” 

“Forsooth, nothing more nor less than that two men 
of thine own craft were set in the stocks yestermorn 
for drinking too freely of ale and beer.” 

“Now I know that thou dost jest, and a murrain seize 
thee,” quoth the jolly Tinker. “Much more important 
news have I.” 

“What is thy news?” asked Robin. 

“Where hast thou been that the news of this outlaw 
has not come to thine ears? Hast not heard that two 
hundred pounds have been offered for this outlaw, Robin 
Hood by name? Come thee closer, friend, I care not to 
shout this about. I have here in my pocket a warrant 
to seize this outlaw. If thou wilt help me in this matter, 
a goodly share of the reward shalt be thine.” 

Robin’s eyes twinkled but he seemed to be in thought 
for a time. 

“I know these parts well, and perchance I could give 
thee aid,” he said. “Let me see thy warrant. An it be 
right, I will do the best I can to take him this very night. 
He’s a slippery fellow and not easy to catch, but I’ll do 
my best.” 


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49 


“Nay, I will not show thee,” answered the Tinker. 
“I’ll trust no one with it. He’ll not slip through my 
fingers, not he. Some men might be caught napping, 
but not the Tinker.” 

“Belike thou’rt right,” quoth Robin Hood, “how dost 
thou know that I am not he?” 

“By my faith,” said the Tinker, and he laughed until 
his sides shook, “thou art not he. He is large and fierce 
and not friendly like thee. Too many tales have I heard 
to be fooled about that famous outlaw.” 

“I can see that thou art the very man to catch him, 
friend Tinker, and I fear for his hide when thou dost. 
But the sun grows warm and I am hungry. Let us to the 
Blue Boar Inn and quench our thirst.” 

“Aye, marry,” said the Tinker, “that suits me well, 
e’en though it takes my last farthing. I had thought to 
eat this bread and cheese and to give thee a share. But 
the Inn sounds more to my liking.” 

Without more ado they went along the road to Not¬ 
tingham Town. Soon the Blue Boar Inn stood in their 
pathway. A goodly inn it was, and well known to Robin 
and his band. Many were the times that he and his jolly 
companions had gathered there when the wind was 
howling through the Forest. But when Robin Hood and 
the Tinker entered the door, not by one glance or word 
did the landlord show that he had ever laid eyes upon the 
outlaw before. 

Robin gave orders for food and drink, such a dinner 
as the Tinker had never sat down to before. 

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“I trow thou art a free-handed fellow. Art sure thou 
hast the wherewithal to pay for it?” asked the Tinker 
anxiously. 

“Aye, marry, eat thy fill,” quoth jolly Robin. But he 
smiled to himself. 

So the Tinker ate and ate and ate. Never had he eaten 
so much. He drank and drank and drank, as he had 
never drank before. Ere long he was so drowsy that he 
fell sound asleep. 

No sooner had the Tinker’s head nodded than Robin 
reached carefully into his pouch and pulled forth the 
warrant. 

“Ha, beshrew me, so thou wilt catch the outlaw,” 
laughed Robin, and tore the warrant into bits. Then call¬ 
ing the landlord he said, 

“See that this man pays the bill, and if perchance he 
hath not the sum, belike his bag of tools will do for for¬ 
feit.” 

“Very good, Master Robin,” whispered the landlord, 
with a broad smile. “It would pleasure me right well to 
make him pay the reckoning.” 

Whereupon bold Robin Hood went merrily on his way. 

Toward evening the Tinker awoke. He rubbed his 
eyes and looked first to the right and then to the left. 
He looked to the east and to the west. To the north and 
to the south. But his mind was in a daze, and he could 
not remember where he was. It was an inn, no doubt, 
and he seemed to have had his dinner, since there were 
the remains in front of him. 


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“By my faith and troth,” he thought, “methinks I’ve 
had my dinner, but how came I here?” 

Then he remembered his kindly companion. But he 
was gone. He sprang to his feet and the landlord, who 
had been watching him with one eye, came to him. 

“Wouldst pay for thy dinner now?” he asked. 

“I pay? Where is that bold yeoman who was to pay 
for this day’s feast? And he was to lead me to the bold 
outlaw.” 

“And who might this bold outlaw be?” asked the land¬ 
lord. 

“By ’r Lady, hast not heard of the outlaw, Robin 
Hood? ’Tis for him that I have this warrant.” So saying 
he put his hand into his pouch. 

With a roar of rage the Tinker cried, “A murrain 
seize thee, I’ve been robbed. My warrant from the 
Sheriff is stolen. I was to hold the outlaw wherever I 
found him.” 

“Then thou shouldst have held him when thou had 
him,” quoth the landlord, “that was Robin Hood with 
whom thou wert eating.” 

At this the Tinker’s mouth and eyes opened until it 
looked as if they could never be closed again. “How 
could that be Robin Hood? ’Twas said he was a fierce 
and cruel outlaw. He looked like any worthy yeoman.” 

“Aye, ’twas he. I know him well, for many times he 
and his merry men have been in the Blue Boar.” 

“But paid he not for this food? He asked me to come 
with him.” 


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“Naught do I know of that,” answered the landlord. 
“I know only that my food has been eaten, and thou art 
left to meet the reckoning.” 

“Alas, I have naught,” sighed the poor Tinker. 

“Then must thou leave thy hammer and bag of tools 
for the reckoning.” 

The Tinker raved and raged, but the landlord was 
firm. 

“The debt must be paid or thou wilt be in trouble 
twice. Once for what thou owest me, and again for sit¬ 
ting with an outlaw and letting him slip away from 
thee.” 

“Thou hast me there, landlord, but I will have him 
yet. When I do I will thrash his jacket for him with my 
staff.” 

Sadly the Tinker gave the landlord his bag of tools 
and away he dashed along the very road that Robin had 
taken. 

Before long he came upon Robin, who in truth had 
not gone far, for never was he one to run away from 
any man. 

Quoth Robin Hood, “What knave is this that runneth 
into the Forest?” 

“No knave I,” answered the Tinker, “but methinks 
one standeth before me. I now know thee, Robin Hood, 
and a taste of my crabtree staff shalt thou have ere I 
take thee to the Sheriff.” 

Whereupon they fought. Whack, went the Tinker’s 
staff, but whack, went Robin’s also, and the Tinker found 



Whereupon Robin and the Tinker fought. 































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that he had met his match. At length as Robin warded 
off a blow hi s staff broke beneath the stout strokes of the 
Tinker’s staff. 

'•Now ’twere best for thee to yield,” said the Tinker. 

For answer Robin clapped his horn to his lips and 
blew three long hard blasts. 

"Marry, ’tis not the time for the blowing of calls. 
Thou must come with me, or I shall have to spoil thy 
pretty face,” said the Tinker, and he made his staff 
whistle in the air. 

On a sudden out leaped Little John and a score or so 
of the merry men clad in Lincoln green. 

"What now, Master Robin,” asked Little John, "how 
can we serve thee?” 

"This man would fain take me to see the Sheriff of 
Nottingham, where perchance I might hang.” 

"By my faith, then hang he shall first,” cried Little 
John. He sprang toward the Tinker, swinging his heavy 
staff. 

The Tinker had never seen such a giant of a man be¬ 
fore, but he faced Little John bravely, his staff ready 
for a blow. 

"Thou hast brave mettle, good fellow, and I like thee,” 
quoth Robin. "Touch him not, Little John. I would have 
a word with him. Wilt join my merry band, Tinker, and 
live in Sherwood Forest? We hunt by day and feast by 
night, and no cares have we.” 

"Gramercy, ’twill sound me better far than this life 
on the road, and I love thee, good master, e’en though 


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thou didst cheat me at the inn. Thou art a stouter and 
better man than I, and I would fain serve thee the rest 
of my life,” quoth the Tinker. 

So the Tinker was content. They turned their foot¬ 
steps toward Sherwood Forest where the Tinker was to 
live henceforth, as stout a servant as he had been an 
enemy. 




Of How Robin Hood Did Aid the Sorrowful Knight 
Sir Richard of the Lea 


Now as the knight went on his way 
This game he thought full good; 
Then he looked on Bernysdale 
He blessed Robin Hood. 


OT many days after the Tinker had joined 
the merry band Robin Hood stood in deep 
thought under a greenwood tree. Little 
John made a jest, hut not one word did 
_ Robin make in reply. 

“Forsooth, good master,” said Little John, “wilt not 
come to dine? Not a morsel of food hath passed thy lips 
today. Will Scarlet hath brought as fine a buck as thou 



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hast ever seen. Nor is that all. Others have brought in 
fine birds.” 

“Gramercy, Little John,” quoth Robin, “but long has 
it been since a guest hath graced our board, and I would 
fain see a stranger’s face. Go thou and find a guest, and 
I will eat with right good will.” 

“Whom wilt thou have for a guest, good Robin?” 
asked Little John. 

“If thou shouldst meet some bishop or baron or knight, 
then would it pleasure me to have him dine with me, 
and pay the reckoning. Or if thou shouldst have the rare 
good fortune to find our friend the Sheriff, that would be 
still better. Our treasury is low, and methinks thou dost 
know how to add to it. Take thy trusty bow and get thee 
hence.” 

Whereupon Little John gladly wended his way 
through the Forest with several of the merry men. They 
had not gone far when a lady, richly dressed, rode by 
with her many servants. But since every woman was 
safe at the hands of these outlaws, they made no attempt 
to stop her. 

Next some honest yeomen passed jingling their few 
pennies in their pockets and saying how hard were these 
days for an honest living. They too were not detained, 
for Robin never touched a poor man’s hoard. 

At length, a sorrowful sight met their eyes. Far down 
the road they saw a knight riding alone. He came toward 
them slowly, and his horse was worn and thin. The 
knight’s armor was old and rusty, and he looked so sad 


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and forlorn that Little John hardly thought it worth 
while to stop him. But he remembered that Robin had 
told him to bring a knight for a guest, if he found one. 
So stepping into the road and dropping to one knee, he 
said courteously, 

“I prithee, Sir Knight, accept my welcome to the 
greenwood. My master hath awaited thy coming, lo, 
these three hours.” 

“Thy master, who is he?” asked the sorrowful knight. 

“Robin Hood is his name,” answered Little John. 

“And a stout yeoman is he, if what they say of him is 
true,” said the knight. “I had thought to dine farther 
on the way, but if the good Robin doth await me, lead 
on. He will find me poor company at his feast, but I 
have heard that he is a friend to all those in need.” 

So the little party wended its way toward the green¬ 
wood. It was not a happy party, for the knight sighed 
and sighed and tears kept rolling down his long face. 

Ere long they were espied by Robin, who hurried forth 
to welcome the sad knight. Robin greeted him cour¬ 
teously saying, 

“We have waited thee long, gentle knight, and we bid 
thee welcome. The meal is ready, and I beg thee all to 
6clt ** 

So down they all sat to the feast. The long table built 
between two stumps of large trees, was laden with all 
kinds of good food. Here were roasts and steaks of 
choicest venison. Many too, were the pheasants and water 
fowl. 


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The knight, though still gloomy of face, began to look 
happier as he ate of the delicious food set in front of 
him. The merry jesting of the jolly band lightened his 
heart. He began to forget his sorrowing for a time. 

“Gramercy, good Robin, with my whole heart,” said 
the knight, “such a feast hath not passed my lips this 
many a day. If thou wilt come to my domain, thou and 
thy merry band, I will strive to do thee honor in like 
fashion.” 

“Nay, strange knight,” quoth Robin, “such is not our 
habit. Those that dine in our greenwood must pay the 
reckoning.” 

“Alas,” sighed the knight, “so little is in my purse 
that I dare not offer it to thee for very shame.” 

“A knight with little wealth in his purse?” asked jolly 
Robin. “By my faith, I wot thou speakest not the truth.” 

“Aye, thou wouldst not call ten shillings wealth,” said 
the knight, “and that is all I can offer thee. On my 
knightly honor this is so. Wilt take my purse so that 
thine own eyes may see the truth?” 

“Nay,” quoth Robin, “never would I doubt the word of 
so courteous a knight. But how earnest thou into such 
dire straits? A rusty armor and empty purse ill becomes 
a knight of thy parts. Hast thou gambled thy high 
estate?” 

“Thou dost me wrong, kind Robin,” answered the 
knight. “Beggared am I, but through no fault of mine 
own. In a tourney my son did slay a powerful knight. 
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four hundred pounds. Not having this much money at 
the time, I was forced to borrow from the Abbot of 
St. Mary and gave my house and lands as surety. The 
time to pay doth draw near, and I cannot pay.” 

“Hast thou no friends?” asked Robin. “Canst thou 
not borrow such a sum?” 

“Alack and alas,” sighed Sir Richard, “when I was 
wealthy many were my friends. But when sorrow came 
to me, they all fled.” 

“Then ’tis well thou hast come to the greenwood,” 
quoth Robin, “for despite our bad reputation we have 
never failed the needy. Little John, in what state is our 
treasury? ’Tis low, in truth, but mayhap it will yield 
the four hundred pounds.” 

“Aye, good master,” answered Little John, with a 
twinkle in his eye, “so it will, and more if need be. I 
have already visited the treasury.” 

“Thou art a sly rogue,” said Robin with a smile, “busk 
thee now, and bring the four hundred pounds to Sir 
Richard. Let us see if we can bring a smile to those 
sad lips.” 

“Would it not be well, also, good master, to add some 
rich clothing more befitting a knight of his estate?” 

“ ’Tis well,” quoth Robin, “and a prancing steed also. 
We will keep the poor one of his in exchange. Perchance 
good food will make him prance once more.” 

“Then should so great a knight have a squire and re¬ 
tainers as he rides through the forest. Give me leave 
to go, for I would fain see him on his way.” 


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“So be it,” answered Robin, “go thou and a score of 
the others. Leave him not until thou hast seen him at 
peace once more.” 

Whereupon the sorrow dropped at once from the gentle 
Sir Richard of the Lea. He straightened his broad 
shoulders and assumed his knightly mien. Soon he was 
dressed in the rich garments the generous outlaws had 
given him. Mounting his new horse he rode out of the 
greenwood in state, followed by Little John and some 
ten or so of the others. 

“Gramercy, good Robin,” he said at parting, “I can¬ 
not tell thee all that is in my heart. But twelve months 
from now I will return to repay thee for all thy kind¬ 
ness.” 

So saying he went on his way, no longer sorrowful. 

Now the next day was the one in which the debt was 
to be paid to the Abbot of St. Mary’s. The Abbot and 
the Prior waited anxiously for the evening. If Sir Rich¬ 
ard of the Lea did not come to pay the four hundred 
pounds then the rich lands would become their own. As 
the day drew near to sunset, the Abbot said, 

“Of a surety Sir Richard cannot pay the reckoning. 
It would seem that we must claim the lands and estate, 
worthless though they be.” 

“Nay,” answered the good Prior, “perchance he hath 
been delayed, and will come ere the sun has sunk into 
the sky. Besides the lands are not worthless. They be 
worth much more than the four hundred pounds. ’Twere 
a great pity to take his lands this way.” 


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“I have not asked thy advice,” said the Abbot. “Thou 
wert ever soft-hearted.” 

As he spoke two ragged strangers were led into the 
room. One knelt before the Abbot in reverence for his 
holy office, saying, 

“I have come on the day of reckoning, as I said.” 

“Hast thou the four hundred pounds. Sir Richard?” 
asked the Abbot. 

“And if I have not, what then wouldst thou do?” asked 
Sir Richard, who wished to see how the Abbot would 
treat him. 

“Forsooth, why hast thou come if thou canst not pay 
the reckoning?” said the Abbot angrily. 

“Perchance I hoped that thou wouldst give me a longer 
day,” replied the knight. 

“The day is over,” said the Abbot, “thou hast had thy 
chance. The money must be paid ere the day darkens, 
or thy lands are forfeit.” 

Whereupon the knight stood up, and looking the Abbot 
straight in the eye said, “ ’Tis well that one knoweth his 
friends in time of need.” 

The Abbot grew uneasy, and pretending a courage 
he did not feel said, “Get thee hence, false knight!” 

“Thou dost lie,” answered the knight. “Never have I 
been false. I gave thee thy chance to show thy kindly 
spirit, but now I know thee for what thou art.” 

With a hurried step, Sir Richard strode toward the 
table, and poured four hundred pounds out from the 
bag that was concealed under his cloak. 


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“There is thy gold, Sir Abbot, which thou didst loan 
me. If thou hadst been civil I would have paid thee 
more.” 

Then right merrily, with a song on his lips and in his 
heart, did Sir Richard of the Lea pass from the great 
hall of the Abbey. Outside he met Little John who 
awaited him with the horses. Then wishing each other 
“Godspeed” they went their separate ways; Little John 
to the greenwood to join the merry band; Sir Richard to 
his home. Here his lady was anxiously awaiting him. 

“I bid thee welcome, my lord,” quoth she, “and what 
of our lands?” 

“Now, my good dame, thou canst be merry and rejoice 
for the lands are ours again,” replied Sir Richard. “And 
forget not Robin Hood in thy prayers. But for him we 
would be beggars.” 

For many a day the Knight dwelt in his castle looking 
after his lands and saving his money to pay back the 
four hundred pounds that he owed Robin Hood. He pro¬ 
vided also a hundred bows and a hundred arrows, beau¬ 
tifully made. Each bow was strung tight, and every 
arrow was an ell long and notched with silver. They 
were tipped with peacock feathers. A seemly sight they 
were, and right proud was Sir Richard of their fine 
display. 

Then he clothed himself and all his hundred men in 
white and red, and rode off to Sherwood Forest. 

Ere long he came to the greenwood tree, and found 
Robin Hood and his merry men waiting for him. 


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“God save thee, good Robin Hood, and all thy merry 
men,” said Sir Richard. “I have come to keep my tryst.” 

“Thou art more than right welcome to me, gentle 
Knight,” replied Robin. “Methinks thy lands have been 
returned to thee, for thou art not of a sorrowful coun¬ 
tenance.” 

“Yea, verily,” quoth the Knight, “and I have God and 
thee to thank. But I bring thee not only my thanks but 
thy four hundred pounds which thou didst lend me in my 
time of distress. Here also are some twenty marks for 
thy courtesy.” 

“Nay,” answered Robin, “I will have none of it, for a 
miracle hath happened, and Our Lady hath repaid the 
money. Put back thy gold. Keep it for thy son and heir, 
when he returns from the Holy Land.” 

“I am ever in thy debt, good Robin,” said Sir Richard, 
“but even if thou dost refuse my gold thou canst not 
refuse this poor present of bows and arrows that I have 
brought for thee and thy band.” 

Loud was the shout that rose through the greenwood 
for Sir Richard of the Lea. The bows and arrows were 
tested and tried and found good. Many were the hours 
of feasting and dancing, while Robin and the gentle 
Sir Richard of the Lea talked together until the sun 
arose. Then they parted with a great love between them, 
and the Knight went on his way. 



Op How Little John Became the Sheriff’s Servant 


Still stood the proud Sheriff, 

A sorry man was he, 

“Woe be to you, Reynold Greenleaf, 
Thou hast betrayed me.” 


OW as Little John left Sir Richard of the 
Lea, his way lay through Nottingham 
Town. It so happened that he was just in 
time for the great Fair which was cele¬ 
brated only once in five years. All 
thoughts of returning to the greenwood were soon out 
of his mind. He dressed himself bravely in red from his 
head to his feet, and went to the Fair. Here many heads 
turned to look at him in his finery, for not often was so 
tall and broad-shouldered a fellow seen. 

Soon he strolled near the dancing booth where there 
was sweet music. He joined in the sport and was soon 
dancing with the best of them. Many maidens came and 



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tried to dance him down, but he did not weary. Each 
maiden thought him the finest man that she had ever 
seen. 

Now there was in these parts a famous wielder of 
the quarter-staff named Eric o’ Lincoln. He had cracked 
many pates that day with the force of his blows with 
the quarter-staff when he espied Little John standing 
head and shoulders above the others at the Fair. 

“What ho, my stout fellow,” called he to Little John. 
“Darest thou meet me in proper combat with thy quarter- 
staff?” 

“Aye, it would pleasure me greatly if I had my good 
staff with me,” answered Little John. 

At once half a dozen of those standing by offered their 
staves to him. They were more ready to see someone 
else’s head cracked than their own. He chose the largest 
and heaviest, and leaped upon the platform with Eric. 

Each man took his place and stood ready for the first 
move. As soon as the director of the sport said, “Play,” 
there followed such a display of skill with the quarter- 
staff as had not been seen for many a day in Nottingham 
Town. 

At first Eric thought he could better his opponent and 
bragged about his skill. But soon he decided that he 
would far better save his breath for the fighting. 

Twice Eric o’ Lincoln and Little John met, gave blow 
for blow and parted. The third time they met Eric lost 
his temper and became so angry that he did not watch 
where his blows were falling. Soon Little John saw his 

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chance and giving Eric a quick blow on the crown of his 
head, staggered him. Before Eric could regain himself 
Little John smote him such a blow that he fell down as 
if he would never rise again. Great was the shout that 
arose for Eric was a bully who was loved by no one. 

As Little John turned to give back the quarter-staff to 
its owner he saw that the time had come to shoot with the 
long-bow. The Sheriff had set up the target and sat 
near it on a high platform. Many of the townspeople had 
gathered near where the shooting was to take place. 

The archers stepped forward as the heralds called 
their names and shot three arrows from their bows. The 
Sheriff espied Little John before it was his turn to shoot 
and said to himself, “Who is that tall stranger? Me- 
thinks he hath a strangely familiar look.” 

He beckoned Little John to him and asked, “What is 
thy name, fair stranger?” 

“I am known as Reynold Greenleaf, sire, in Holder- 
ness where I was born,” answered Little John, smiling 
inside, for the name he gave meant “Fox of the Green¬ 
wood.” 

“I like thee well,” said the Sheriff, “and if thou canst 
shoot as well as thou dost appear, I would fain have thee 
in my service.” 

Little John struck the clout of the target three times 
when his turn came. 

“Now I know that I want thee in my service,” said 
the Sheriff, “for no such shooting has been seen since 
that outlaw did flaunt his prowess in my face.” 


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Little John smiled to himself when he heard Robin 
Hood’s skill spoken of in this fashion. He decided that 
he would stay in the Sheriff’s service for a time. But 
instead of being a good servant he would be as bad a 
servant as he could be. 

A few days later Little John wakened to find that the 
Sheriff had gone hunting and left him at home. This 
did not grieve him sadly, for he thought this was his 
chance to get even with the Sheriff. 

Being very hungry he hurried down the stairs and 
asked the steward for food. 

“Nay, Reynold Greenleaf, no food shalt thou have till 
the Sheriff returns, lazy lout that thou art,” said the 
steward and he locked the pantry door behind him. 

Locked doors meant nothing to Little John, so he gave 
a mighty kick which burst open the door. Whereupon 
he ate and drank what there was in the pantry. Then 
he went down to the kitchen. As he entered the door a 
delicious venison pie met his eye. But before he could 
reach it the Sheriff’s cook stepped in front of him. 

Now the Sheriff’s cook was a bold strong man and he 
gave Little John three smart blows with his quarter- 
staff. 

“Perhaps now thou wilt stay where thou belongest, 
knave,” said he. “Such pies are not for the likes of 
thee.” 

Little John returned his blows heartily and said, 

“Thou art a brave man. Perchance thou wouldst like 
to match thy skill with mine with the broadsword.” 


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The cook was willing, and for two hours they fought, 
neither harming the other. 

At length Little John said, “I knew thee for a strong 
and brave man. Little John am I. Come with me to the 
greenwood and join our merry band. There thou wouldst 
have twenty marks a year from Robin Hood and two 
changes of clothing.” 

“That soundeth good to my ears, and I will go with 
thee after we have had a good meal.” 

So they finished the venison pie between them, and 
when they could eat and drink no more, they broke open 
the treasure chests of the Sheriff and took his silver 
dishes and some three hundred pounds of money. “This 
will be a present to Robin Hood,” they said. Ere long 
they were on their way to the Sherwood Forest, unseen 
by anyone. 

Robin Hood welcomed them both when he saw them 
and asked, “What fair tidings dost bring from Notting¬ 
ham, Little John?” 

“The Sheriff doth send thee his greetings and this 
plate for a present. Also his cook hath come with me 
to do thee homage,” answered Little John. “Methinks 
that perchance the Sheriff will dine with us this even.” 

“Now I know that thou dost jest,” laughed Robin. 

But Little John had run suddenly from the greenwood. 

He ran on for some few miles until he came up with 
the Sheriff, who was still hunting with his men. He 
knelt in front of the Sheriff who said in surprise, 

“Reynold Greenleaf, how earnest thou here?” 


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“I would that thou shouldst see a fair hart of greenish 
color, sire, that is in this forest.” 

“Aye, that is a sight that I would fain see,” said the 
Sheriff. 

“Come with me then, sire, and I will lead thee,” quoth 
Little John. 

The Sheriff turned his horse in the direction that Lit¬ 
tle John led and soon they were in a large open space. 
Under one of the great trees stood Robin Hood. 

“There is thy green hart, 0 Sheriff,” said Little John 
with a smile. 

The Sheriff shook on his horse and his face paled. 

“Thou hast betrayed me, Reynold Greenleaf. I thought 
I knew thee at the first. Now I do know thee from thy 
size. Thou art Little John.” 

“Aye, thou speakest truth,” said Little John. “But 
thou shouldst not have left me to mine own devices when 
thou didst go hunting. Since I did eat the food which 
was prepared for thee, perchance thou wilt eat here in 
the greenwood with us.” 

“Aye, welcome art thou, Sheriff,” said Robin Hood. 

The merry band led their guest to the table. He was 
not quite at his ease. But when his own cook brought in 
the huge meat pie he stared in consternation. The worst 
blow of all was seeing his own silver dishes on the table. 
Then he completely lost his appetite with fear. 

“Dost not like our food, Sir Sheriff?” laughed Robin. 
“Little John did but borrow it this day so that you could 
eat in comfort here in the Forest.” 


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The Sheriff made a mild pretense of eating, for al¬ 
though he had a keen appetite from the long day’s hunt¬ 
ing, yet he still feared what these outlaws might do. 

As soon as the meal was finished Robin said, “Thou 
shalt spend the night with us in the greenwood. Belike 
thou wouldst treat us more kindly if thou didst know 
how we do live.” 

The Sheriff longed for his comfortable bed, but he 
groaned and said nothing. 

“ ’Twere a pity to sleep in thy rich clothes,” quoth 
Robin. 

So they stripped off his rich leathern shoes and hose 
and his fur-trimmed velvet coat. Then they gave him a 
green mantle to wear. 

Soon they all stretched out on the ground and not 
long did it take them to be asleep. Not so the Sheriff. 
He tossed and turned all the night through and could 
not find one comfortable spot. 

He was not sorry to see the dawn in the sky, or to 
hear Robin’s jolly voice waking up the merry men. 

“Didst sleep well in our Forest?” asked Robin. 

But the Sheriff’s only answer was a wry face. 

“I mean to let thee go free, Sir Sheriff, and to return 
thy silver plate to thee, if thou wilt make a promise 
never to harm me or my band again.” 

Robin was always as good as his word. If he made 
a promise, he stood by it. But not so the Sheriff. Right 
gladly did he make his promise, but alas, all too soon 
did he forget it. 




“1 mean to return thy silver plate to thee” 










































































How Robin Hood Met the Curtal Friar 


“The curtal friar in Fountain Abbey 
Well can a strong bow draw; 

He will beat you and your yeomen, 
Set them all on a row!” 

Robin Hood took a solemn oath, 

(It was by Mary free) 

That he would neither eat nor drink. 
Till the friar he did see. 



NE fine day in summer Robin Hood and his 
merry men decided that they would make 
a holiday. Some tried their skill with the 
quarter-staff. Others wrestled, and not a 
few practiced at shooting. Robin, who 


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loved a wager, quoth, “Methinks that none can shoot five 
hundred feet away. My stout new bow as forfeit if thou 
canst.” 

On the instant Little John struck down a deer more 
than five hundred feet distant. 

“By my faith,” said Robin, “that is a great shot, and 
the wager is thine.” Then turning to the others in the 
jolly band, he said, “Where can ye find such skill? I 
would fain go more than a hundred miles to find his 
match with the bow.” 

“Good master,” quoth Will Scarlet, and he laughed full 
well, “thou needest not go a hundred miles. There doth 
live a curtal friar in the Fountain Abbey than can beat 
both him—aye, and thee.” 

“Sayest thou so,” answered Robin, pricking up his 
ears, for he was ever ready to test out the best in the 
countryside, “I will not rest till I have found this same 
friar.” 

Whereupon he made himself ready for the journey. 
He armed himself well, for ’twas not safe for him to 
wander alone lest perchance he meet the Sheriff’s men. 
On his head he wore a cap of steel. Underneath his suit 
of green he wore a coat of chain mail. By his side hung 
his good broadsword. His shining buckler and his worthy 
bow were slung across his shoulder. 

A goodly sight was he as he strode through the For¬ 
est, the brightness of the steel gleaming now and then 
beneath his green coat. 

At length he came upon the Fountain Abbey standing 


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beside a shining river. On a sudden he espied a curtal 
friar walking by the water-side. A strange figure was 
he. Though he wore the robe of a friar, yet on his head 
was a cap of steel, and a broadsword and buckler were 
by his side. 

“Methinks this is the self-same friar that was named 
by Will Scarlet,” thought Robin Hood, “a cool blade is 
he, and will stand a trial.” 

Calling loudly Robin said, “Heigho, thou curtal friar, 
carry me over this water, or else thy life will be forfeit.” 

So unexpected was this greeting that the friar stopped 
in his tracks, and laid his hand on his sword. He looked 
toward the voice and beheld Robin with his bow aimed 
at him. Calmly did the friar approach Robin and quoth 
he, 

“Nay, be not hasty, good fellow, thou seemest like a 
worthy and it is needful that I give thee some attention.” 

So saying he took Robin on his back. There was a 
twinkle in his eye and a cunning look which boded no 
good for bold Robin. But the friar spoke neither good 
word nor bad till he came to the other side. 

Robin leaped lightly from his back saying right mer¬ 
rily, “Many thanks to thee, good friar.” 

“By my faith,” said the friar, “one good turn de¬ 
serves another. Now, forsooth, thou must e’en carry me 
back again.” 

This was said courteously enough, but so shrewdly 
quick had the friar drawn his sword that Robin had no 
time to draw his bow. 


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“But, good father, thou art much heavier than I, and 
I know not the path through the stream,'” said Robin. 

“So, belike, thou hast not the courage to return the 
good favor that I did thee,” chuckled the friar. “Busk 
thee now, for I desire not to wait longer.” 

Whereupon Robin bent his stout back and took the 
friar upon it. He fairly groaned under the weight of 
the friar as he started across the stream. He did not 
know his way, and went slipping and stumbling over 
the stones in his path. Once he stepped into a hole that 
nearly threw them both into the water. The friar 
chuckled to himself and held tightly to Robin’s shoulder, 
urging him to bestir himself. Not a word did Robin say, 
either good or bad, but his breath was almost gone when 
he reached the opposite bank of the river. 

“Now ’tis my time to thank thee, kind stranger,” quoth 
the friar, as he leaped from Robin’s back. 

But Robin had whipped out his sword and held the 
friar at his mercy. 

“Turn about didst thou say?” panted Robin, as he 
wiped the sweat from his brow. “Now carry me back, 
and that right speedily, or I will prick thee as full of 
holes as a sieve.” 

“Beshrew me, but this is a jolly game, fair stranger,” 
said the friar calmly as he took Robin on his back again, 
and plunged knee-deep into the water. 

On a sudden as they came to where the water was 
deepest the friar’s stout shoulders were lifted. Over his 
head went Robin and down into the water with a splash. 


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“Now choose thee, choose thee, my fine fellow, whether 
thou wilt sink or swim,” quoth the friar, and waded to 
the shore. 

Robin splashed and sputtered about in the water, but 
at length got to his feet. When he had shaken all the 
water out of his eyes he saw that the friar was standing 
on the shore laughing. 

Then did Robin become a right mad man. He took his 
long-bow and one of his best arrows, and let it fly at the 
friar. But the friar caught it on his buckler and laughed 
again. 

“Shoot on, my fine fellow, shoot on,” he called out, 
“shoot as thou hast begun. I will not shun thy mark e’en 
though thou shoot a whole day through.” 

Robin shot passing well until all his arrows were gone. 
But each arrow the friar caught on his buckler and was 
unharmed. 

At length the friar called, “What sayest thou to sword 
play?” 

Whereupon they took their swords and steel bucklers 
and fought with might and main. Well matched were 
they, and fierce and mighty was the battle. Many sharp 
blows were given, but none could pierce the steel coat 
the other wore. Neither had met so stout a fellow in 

many a day. , 

At last in a furious lunge Robin’s foot slipped and 
down he came on his knees before the friar. The friar 
took no advantage, however, but paused until Robin 
should get upon his feet. 


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“I see that thou knowest how to play fair,” quoth 
Robin, “and I beg a boon of thee.” 

“Say on,” answered the friar. 

“Give me leave to set my horn to my mouth and to 
blow three blasts.” 

“Aye, marry, that will I do,” said the curtal friar, 
“blow as many blasts as thou dost wish.” 

So Robin sounded three long blasts on his horn and 
half an hundred yeomen with bows bent came running 
o’er the lea. 

“Whose men are these that come so hastily?” asked 
the friar. 

“These men are mine, good friar,” answered Robin, 
“what is that to thee?” 

“A boon I now crave,” said the curtal friar, “the like 
I gave to thee. Give me leave to set my fist to my mouth 
and to whistle three times thereupon.” 

“That I will do,” said Robin, “for the same courtesy 
is due thee as thou gavest me.” 

The friar set his fist to his mouth and whistled three 
long blasts. At the sound half an hundred dogs came 
running and bounding to the friar’s side. 

“Here’s a dog for every man,” said the friar. Two 
dogs sprang at Robin, one before and one behind, and 
nearly tore his green mantle off his back. 

Then followed a curious battle. The merry men shot 
their arrows at the dogs for they feared for the life of 
their master. But the dogs had been trained by the friar 
to dodge the arrows and to catch them in their mouths. 



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“By ’r Lady, what witchcraft is this?” cried Little 
John. Then calling to the friar, he said, “Take up thy 
dogs.” 

“Who art thou to command me?” asked the friar. 

“I am Little John, Robin Hood’s man, and if thou wilt 
not take up thy dogs soon, then will I take up them and 
thee.” 

“Robin Hood, sayest thou? Beshrew me, if thou speak- 
est the truth then ’tis the famous outlaw with whom I 
have had bout today.” 

“Aye, that thou hast. He hath come to seek Friar 
Tuck whose skill hath been much talked upon.” 

“He hath not far to seek,” laughed the friar, “and 
he hath measured my strength more than once today.” 

“By my faith and troth,” quoth Robin, “art thou Friar 
Tuck? I came seeking thee to ask thee to join our band 
of merry men. Come with thy dogs to the greenwood. 
We have need of such a holy man as thou to keep us from 
our evil ways. Wilt join our band?” 

“Aye, that I will,” laughed Friar Tuck. “It would 
pleasure me greatly. Wouldst thou have me carry thee 
back over the stream once more, good master?” 

“Nay,” said Robin, with a chuckle, “methinks I would 
fain be mine own steed.” 

And so away went the merry band, the bigger and 
better for having the jolly Friar Tuck. 



Robin Hood and Allan A Dale 


“What is thy name?” then said Robin Hood, 

“Come tell me without fail.” 

“By the faith of my body,” then said the young man, 
“My name it is Allan A Dale.” 


NE day as Robin Hood stood in the forest 
under the greenwood tree he espied a 
brave young man singing a merry song 
in a merry voice. The fine young man was 
dressed in a suit of scarlet red and looked 
as fine as fine can be. In his hand was a small harp on 
which he played as he sang a joyous song. 

“Methinks he is a strolling minstrel,” thought Robin, 
“and I will let him sing happily at peace.” 

Just then Robin noticed how dark the sky was over¬ 
head, and hurried back to the camp where the rest of the 
merry men were waiting for the evening meal. 

Now as it happened on the very next morning Robin 
Hood stood again among the leaves so gay. With him 



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were brave Little John and Midge the miller’s son. Soon 
a sorrowful sight met their gaze. On the ground was 
stretched the young singer of yesterday. Gone was his 
gay suit of scarlet red and his harp was hung on a near¬ 
by tree. He fetched forth sigh after sigh and tears 
rolled down his cheeks. 

“Alack and well-a-day!” sighed he. 

“What ho,” quoth Little John, “why shouldst thou 
water the earth in this fashion?” 

“Stand off, stand off,” the young man said, “leave me 
to myself.” 

“Nay,” answered Little John, “thou must come before 
our master straight. He stands under yon greenwood 
tree.” 

When the minstrel was brought before Robin Hood he 
was asked most courteously, as was his custom, “Oh, hast 
thou any money to spare for my merry men and me?” 

“Nay, I have no money,” said the young man, “save 
five shillings and a ring. This ring I have kept for seven 
long years to have it at my wedding.” 

“Canst not use it now?” asked Robin. 

“Joyous was I yesterday for I thought to marry the 
maid, but my poor heart is slain today for I have found 
that she is taken from me and given to a rich old knight.” 

“What is thy name,” said Robin Hood. 

“My name is Allan a Dale,” replied the young man. 

“Well said,” quoth Robin, “and my name is Robin 
Hood. What wilt thou give me in ready gold or fee if 
I help thee to thy true love again?” 


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“Alas, alack,” then quoth the young man, “I have no 
money, no gold nor fee. But I will swear upon a book 
that I will be thy true servant if thou wilt help me.” 

“ ’Tis well,” said Robin, “I like a true friend better 
than a purse of gold. Where is this wedding to take 
place?” 

“Not far,” answered Allan, “a matter of five little 
miles.” 

“Then not a moment have we to lose,” quoth Robin, 
“take thou, Little John, a score or more of the merry 
band and haste thee away to the church. Give me thy 
harp, good Allan a Dale, and I will meet the wedding 
party first.” 

They all strode off at a goodly gait, and hid themselves 
in the forest before the arrival of the wedding party. 
Ere long the wedding procession came slowly to the 
church. At the head of the procession rode the wealthy 
knight, very solemn and old. Then came the maid’s 
father, and behind him the beautiful bride on a white 
palfrey. She was grievously sad of countenance and 
looked not as a bride should. 

Then did the Bishop espy Robin with the harp. “What 
hast thou here, I prithee, tell it me?” 

“I am a harper bold,” quoth Robin Hood, though in 
truth not one note could he play, “and the best in all the 
North Countree.” 

“Thou art welcome, more than welcome,” the Bishop 
then said. “And now do thou show thy skill ere we begin 
the ceremony.” 


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“Nay,” quoth bold Robin, “thou shalt have no music 
till the bride and groom I see.” 

Whereupon Robin Hood waited until all had entered 
the church. Then he called out loudly, “This is no fit 
match, that one so old should wed with youth and beauty. 
Let the bride choose the one that she doth love.” 

“Thou art mad,” said the bride's father, “this is the 
man of her choice.” 

“Nay, by my faith,” quoth Robin, “thy choice thou 
shouldst say.” 

“Silence,” said the Bishop, “this is unseemly talk in 
church.” 

Then Robin put his horn to his mouth and blew out 
blasts two or three. Soon some four and twenty bow¬ 
men stood in the door and windows with their arrows 
ready to shoot. 

“Come forth, Allan a Dale,” called Robin Hood. Turn¬ 
ing to the maid he said, “I hear say that this is thy true 
love. Dost thou still wish to wed with him?” 

Fear of the wrath of her father was in her heart, yet 
she said bravely, “Yea, Allan a Dale doth hold my heart.” 

“This shall not be,” said the Bishop, “the maid will 
marry the knight.” 

“My word hath been given,” said the father, “and 
never shall she marry a poor minstrel.” 

“The maid hath chosen,” quoth Robin Hood. “Marry 
her to Allan a Dale at once, Lord Bishop, or thou wilt 
rue the day.” 

So the Bishop married the two, though he feared what 

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the old knight might do, and his voice trembled. But 
happy and fearless were Allan and his bride, and the 
merry men rejoiced with them. 

As soon as the marriage was over, Robin said, “Get 
thee hence quickly to the greenwood with thy bride. We 
will hold the others at bay.” 

So the merry men held all those in the church at their 
mercy. Then when Allan and his bride were far away 
they ran from the place as swiftly as deer. A few of the 
more daring people started after them, but soon they 
were out of sight and ere long had reached the Sherwood 
Forest. Here they feasted and toasted the bride, and 
Allan sang for them more sweetly than he had ever done 
before. 

And so Allan a Dale and his bride dwelt in the green¬ 
wood for many years. 






Of How Robin Hood Turned Butcher 


Upon a time it chanced so 

Bold Robin in forest did spy 
A jolly butcher, with a bonny fine mare, 
With his flesh to the market did hie. 



0 great was the anger of the father of Al¬ 
lan’s bride that for many a day the merry 
band lived very quietly in Sherwood For¬ 
est. They knew that he would not only be 
searching for the men himself, but that he 
would have set the Sheriff of Nottingham more against 
them than ever. But at length Robin Hood could stand 
it no longer, and one fine day he picked up his stout 
quarter-staff, and started out looking for adventure. 

He had not gone far when he met a jolly young butcher. 
The butcher was going to the Fair, and his cart was filled 
with fresh meat. 


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“Good morrow, my good fellow,” quoth Robin, “me- 
thinks I would like thy company well. Where dost thou 
go with thy meat?” 

“Forsooth, I am on my way to Nottingham to sell my 
flesh.” 

“Now that is a jolly life,” cried Robin, “I would fain a 
butcher be. I prithee tell me the price of thy meat. Per¬ 
chance I can make a bargain with thee. Will take five 
marks for thine whole outfit?” 

“Aye, marry and may the saints be praised,” said the 
butcher, and jumped down from his cart hastily lest 
Robin change his mind. 

No time was lost before the money for the bargain 
had exchanged hands, and the butcher dressed in Robin’s 
clothes went off down the road whistling a merry tune. 
Robin climbed up into the cart, and putting on the 
butcher’s cap and apron, drove off to Nottingham Town. 

So boldly did Robin drive through the gates of the city, 
fearing neither the Sheriff nor any man. No sooner had 
he arrived in Nottingham Town than he looked about 
for the market place where the butchers had their stalls 
and there he spread his meat out for sale. 

Now although Robin knew well how to bring down the 
deer with his arrow, yet he did not know how much such 
meat should sell for in the market. So in his ignorance 
he sold as much meat for a penny as the other butchers 
sold for three. It did not take long for the buyers to find 
this out, and soon Robin’s stall was crowded, while all 
the other butchers sold no meat at all. 


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Of course this did not please them, and they began to 
talk amongst themselves, saying, “Who can this new¬ 
comer be? He will ruin us, with his selling as much for 
one penny as we do for three.” 

“Then must we sell our meat more cheaply,” sug¬ 
gested one. 

“Nay, that would never do, for this must e’en be a 
prodigal fellow who has sold his father’s land, and cares 
not how he wastes his money.” 

“Belike he hath stolen them and so can sell very 
cheap.” 

“What say that we become acquainted with him?” said 
he who was the leader of them all. So he stepped up to 
Robin and said smilingly, 

“Come brother, we be all of one trade, and should be 
friends. Wilt thou dine with us today, for this is the 
butcher’s feast day? On this day doth the Sheriff of Not¬ 
tinghamshire invite us to dine with him in state. Stout 
is the fare, good friend, and methinks thou liketh such.” 

“Aye, that I do,” quoth Robin, “I will dine with thee 
gladly, my brethren true, as fast as I can hie.” 

Thereupon selling his last meat, he went with them to 
the Sheriff’s house. It was a merry jest to Robin, and he 
smiled to himself as he bowed low before the Sheriff. 

“If the wicked old thing knew who I am my head 
would not be safe,” thought jolly Robin. 

But one of the butchers whispered to the Sheriff, “This 
is a right mad blade, and he doth spend his money like a 
prodigal. No common butcher is he.” 


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So the Sheriff beckoned to Robin to sit on his right 
hand, and asked him to say grace. He did so. Then Robin 
called, “Eat and be merry and count not the cost. I will 
pay the shot, ere I go my way, e’en though it cost me five 
pounds or more.” 

The wily Sheriff said to himself, “Surely he is a prodi¬ 
gal, and is getting rid of his money as fast as he can. 
Methinks I might get some of it.” 

Aloud he said to Robin, “A merry blade art thou, and 
a merry jest thou didst play on the butchers this day, 
selling thy pennysworth of meat.” 

“I prithee, believe that I knew not how to sell for I 
am new at the trade, and scarce knew the value of the 
beasts,” replied Robin. 

“Hast thou many horn-beasts?” asked the Sheriff. 

“Aye, hundreds have I, but not one have I been able 
to sell. There is also an hundred acres of good free land 
for which I have found no purchaser.” 

“Truly is he a spendthrift,” thought the Sheriff, “per¬ 
chance I can turn this to my advantage.” 

Aloud he said, “Money is scarce and times are hard, 
but I will give thee three hundred pounds for thy land 
and beasts.” 

Robin agreed at once and they shook hands on the 
bargain. The Sheriff was delighted to think how easily 
he was stripping this spendthrift. 

“Shall we go at once to see the beasts and land?” asked 
Robin, “the day is not far spent.” 

“Aye,” replied the Sheriff, “that doth pleasure me well. 


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I will bring the three hundred pounds and pay thee on 
the spot, so that I may have the beasts at once.” 

“On my faith,” quoth Robin, “then I will make over 
the beasts as freely to you as ever my father did make 
them over to me.” 

So the Sheriff saddled a good horse, and away he went 
with bold Robin who rode the mare he had bought from 
the butcher. Straight toward Sherwood Forest they rode, 
and soon they were in the woodlands. 

“I like not this way,” said the Sheriff, “for it doth re¬ 
mind me of a man called Robin Hood. God save us this 
day from him.” 

“Beshrew me, if I fear what he can do to me,” cried 
the butcher, “soon we will see the beasts.” 

They came a little further and on turning a bend in 
the road, a hundred good red deer they did see. 

“How like you my horned beasts, good master Sher¬ 
iff?” quoth Robin, “they be fair and fat to see.” 

The Sheriff reined in his horse, and gasped in wonder 
and alarm. 

“I tell thee, good fellow, I would I were gone, for I 
like not thy company.” 

“Nay, be not hasty,” said Robin, “I would have thee 
know my brethren for no doubt but they would like to 
learn of the bargain that thou hast made with me.” 

And without more ado Robin blew three blasts on his 
horn. 

Shortly up the path through the trees came the whole 
company with Little John at their head. 


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“What is thy will, good master?” quoth Little John. 

“Hast thou no eyes, my fine fellow,” asked Robin, “or 
dost thou not know his Excellency the Sheriff of Notting¬ 
ham who is honoring us this day? He will dine with us 
today in Sherwood Forest.” 

Then did the Sheriff know for sure that he was with 
Robin Hood and he became right fearful, for he remem¬ 
bered how much ill he had done Robin. Little John said 
very kindly, 

“Thou art welcome. Come with me.” 

So the Sheriff followed Little John, thinking, “Per¬ 
haps he hath forgotten the three hundred pounds.” 

Robin said, “Well have I feasted this day with the 
Sheriff, and never shall it be said that Robin Hood doth 
not give as well as he doth take.” 

Thereupon a royal feast was brought and the Sheriff 
urged to eat. Fearing what might happen next, for he 
knew not whether his life was safe, he could hardly 
swallow a mouthful. At length he arose, and said, 

“Gramercy, good Robin Hood. I had not thought to 
find thee so gracious a host. But the hour waxes late and 
I would fain be on my way.” 

“Not so hasty, Sheriff, thou didst have a bargain with 
me. Put down thy three hundred pounds.” 

“Thou art a robber and a deceiver,” sputtered the 
Sheriff, “for the horned beasts were not thine.” 

“Nay, thou hadst thought to get the better of me by 
thy greed. Put down thy gold, or thou wilt never return 
to Nottingham.” 


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Then Robin seized his ‘cloak from off his back, and 
spread it on the ground. The Sheriff opened his pouch 
and let the gold fall on the cloak in a shining stream. 
Great was his sorrow at parting with his gold, but he 
knew that he richly deserved this treatment. 

Then Robin brought him through the wood and set 
him on his dapple gray horse, and started him back to 
Nottingham Town, a sadder and wiser man. 

And Robin went laughing away. 









Story XIII 


How Robin Hood Did Fight With Guy of Gisbourne 


Let us leave off talking of Little John 
For he is bound to a tree, 

And talk of Guy and Robin Hood, 

In the greenwood where they be. 

“I dwell by dale and down,” quoth Guy, 
“And I have done many a cursed turn; 
And he that calls me by my right name 
Calls me Guy of good Gisbourne.” 

“My dwelling is in the wood,” says Robin, 
“By thee I set right nought; 

My name is Robin Hood of Barnesdale, 

A fellow thou hast long sought.” 



HE Sheriff of Nottingham returned from 
the Sherwood Forest more wroth than 
ever at Robin Hood and his merry men. 
He longed to catch them, but knew not 
how, for they were more clever than he. 


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At length he bade his servants prepare a great feast, 
and invited all the barons and knights that lived in the 
surrounding country. When they had eaten and drunk 
their fill the Sheriff told them all his woe. 

“Thou all doth know that no one is safe in the country¬ 
side if this terrible outlaw and his band are left to wan¬ 
der about. He doth disguise himself so easily that one 
is oft deceived. Much gold have I offered the King’s 
foresters, but they are in such awe of him that they lose 
color at the mention of his name. What knight of you 
will rally to mine aid?” 

“In truth, Sir Sheriff,” quoth one knight, “the catch¬ 
ing of an infamous outlaw is not the work for knightly 
hands. None would aid thee, save one who perchance 
lacked friends and gold, and cared naught for knightly 
honor.” 

“Knowest thou of such an one, good knight?” asked 
the Sheriff. 

“ ’Tis said that Sir Guy of Gisbourne is not above 
selling his services for gold, if the prize is great enough.” 

No sooner had the guests departed than the Sheriff 
sent a messenger for this Sir Guy, asking him to come 
to Nottinghamshire. Now this Sir Guy of Gisbourne was 
feared and hated by every man, woman and child of his 
native town, for he was cruel and harsh and lacked the 
qualities of a true knight. The messenger had no trouble 
in finding him, and gave him the Sheriffs message. 

“Dost say five hundred pounds for the outlaw?” asked 
Sir Guy. “ ’Tis a goodly price for one man’s head. I will 


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go with thee at once. The head is mine for never have I 
failed.” 

Soon all was in readiness, and the messenger shook in 
his boots when he saw the knight. He was clad from 
head to foot in a horse’s hide, dressed with the hair upon 
it. The ears of the horse’s skin stuck up straight on the 
hood that covered his head. The mane and tail of the 
skin hung on his back, making him look more like a beast 
than a man. At his side hung a heavy broadsword and 
two daggers. Over his shoulder was slung a yew long¬ 
bow. Such, in truth, was this evil knight who was to 
destroy brave and kindly Robin Hood. 

When Sir Guy arrived at Nottinghamshire he found 
that the Sheriff had gathered together an hundred or so 
of his own men and King’s foresters. There were to be 
placed under the command of Sir Guy. 

The Sheriff was well pleased when he saw the evil 
knight for he was sure that such a fierce-looking villain 
could make away with bold Robin. All plans were laid 
for the next morning. Sir Guy was not affrighted by the 
tales of Robin’s prowess. 

“I doubt that such skill is true, and I will meet him in 
single combat. Methinks the rogue hath made thee cow¬ 
ards by thy fears. A blast on this horn will I sound when 
he is dead. That will be before the sun doth set on the 
morrow.” 

At dawn the next morning Robin Hood was awakened 
by a bird singing over his head. He turned his head and 
saw that Little John had been awakened too. 


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“Good Little John,” quoth Robin, “a queer dream hath 
come to me this night. Two yeomen fought with me 
furiously. Then they took away my bows and arrows 
and bound me to a tree. Methinks I will now go and 
take revenge upon those two.” 

“Nay, good master,” answered Little John, “dreams 
come and go swiftly, even as the wind over the hills.” 

“Thou sayest true, best friend,” said Robin, “but per¬ 
chance there is a reason for this dream. I go to seek 
those yeomen, for in the forest they may be.” 

So saying, he leaped to his feet, and shouted to his 
comrades, “Busk thee, my merry men, and be ready for 
my call. Little John shall go with me.” 

After a hearty breakfast all were ready, and soon the 
band strode through the greenwood quietly and in single 
file. Robin and Little John went one way and the band 
another under the leadership of Will Scarlet. 

Ere long Robin caught sight of a tall figure not far 
ahead. Its body was covered with the hide of a horse, 
but by its side was a long sword and two daggers. 

“By my faith,” quoth Robin, “seest thou this? Is it 
man or beast?” 

“Do thou stand still, good master,” said Little John, 
“under this trusty tree. I will go to find out what this 
strange thing doth mean.” 

“Ah, my good John,” quoth Robin Hood, “thou settest 
no store by me. Has it ever been my wont to send my 
men before, and tarry myself behind? I would break 
thy head if it were not that I might burst my bow.” 


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Little John was angry at these words, and turning on 
his heel, strode quickly toward the others, leaving Robin 
alone. 

He had not gone far when shouting and cries came 
to his ears. As he drew nearer he beheld a mighty battle 
betwixt the outlaws and the Sheriff’s men. His heart 
grew heavy as he saw that two of the band were lying 
slain. In the distance Will Scarlet was dashing over 
rocks and stones with the Sheriff and seven score men 
close upon him. 

“I’ll shoot one shot now,” said Little John, “with all 
my might and main to strike the Sheriff ere he reaches 
Will Scarlet.” 

Whereupon he bent his great yew-bow with such force 
that it burst in twain and fell in pieces at his feet. 

“Alas, thou wicked wood,” sighed Little John, “that 
ere grew on a tree. Thou hast failed me when I needed 
thee most.” 

The arrow sped on its way, but failed its mark and 
struck William-a-Trent instead of the Sheriff. Will-a- 
Trent had always been a friend of the merry band, and 
Little John’s heart was sad that he had caused his death. 
Soon a number of the Sheriff’s men surrounded Little 
John and he was caught and bound quickly to a tree. 

Then was the Sheriff overjoyed when he heard that 
Little John had been captured. He came to where Little 
John was bound and said, gloatingly, “Where is all thy 
strength now, sirrah? I will have thee drawn over hill 
and dale. Then I will hang thee on the highest hill.” 


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Thou mightest fail,” quoth Little John, “for there 
are yet many men in the greenwood.” 

What wouldst thou think if I told thee that even now 
thy Robin Hood is in the power of Sir Guy of Gisbourne?” 
asked the Sheriff. 

Then was Little John sad indeed, for he remembered 
the creature in the woods and now knew him for this 
vile knight. He repented sorely of his anger toward his 
dear master in the morning. 

In the meantime, as soon as Little John had left him, 
Robin Hood had gone straight up to the man in the queer 
horse-hide suit. 

“Good morrow, good fellow,” quoth he. 

“Good morrow, good fellow, to thee,” answered the 
other. 

“Methinks by that bow thou bearest in thy hand that 
thou must be a good archer,” said Robin Hood. 

“I have lost my way through the wood,” said the 
stranger. 

“I will be thy guide, good fellow, and lead thee through 
the wood,” answered bold Robin. “Where dost thou wish 
to go?” 

“I seek an outlaw,” quoth the stranger, “whom men 
call Robin Hood. Forty pounds would I give to meet 
with him this day.” 

“Perchance I can lead thee to Robin Hood,” quoth 
Robin, “but first let us try each other’s skill with the 
bow, for we might haply meet this outlaw at any time.” 

“Methinks that is a good plan, good fellow,” said the 


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stranger. Thereupon they cut a thin sapling that grew 
nearby and stuck it in the ground for a target. 

“Lead on, good fellow/” quoth the stranger, “I prithee 
do thou shoot.” 

“Nay,” answered Robin, “the leader shalt thou be.” 

The first shot of the stranger missed the wand by a 
foot or more. Robin’s shot missed the wand by an inch. 
The second shot of the stranger went inside the garland 
at the top of the wand. Then Robin, as was his wont, 
let loose a shaft that split the wand in two. 

“Blessings upon thee,” quoth the stranger, “thy shoot¬ 
ing is good. If thy heart be as good as thy hand, then 
thou art better than Robin Hood. I prithee, tell me thy 
name, good fellow.” 

“Nay, by my faith,” said Robin Hood, “ ’till thou hast 
told me thine.” 

“I have dwelt in many places and have had many 
names. But my right name is Sir Guy of Gisbourne,” 
answered he. 

“My dwelling is in this wood,” said Robin, “I am he 
whom thou seekest, Robin Hood.” 

“What!” roared Sir Guy, “then defend thyself, thou 
weakling, for I have come to take thee alive or dead.” 

Robin was on his guard, broadsword in hand. He faced 
Sir Guy, and with keen eyes, watched his chance. 

Both knew that it would be a long, hard fought con¬ 
flict, for they were well matched in skill and mettle. Sir 
Guy was fighting for a great prize, but Robin Hood was 
fighting for his life. 


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Two hours of the hot summer day passed, and they 
were still fighting. Never had such a battle been found 
in Sherwood Forest. Each man knew that no mercy 
would be shown and that one of them would die. There 
was no one to see that fair play was given, and Robin 
had to be doubly on his guard for a treacherous stroke 
from Sir Guy. 

On a sudden Sir Guy gave a quick lunge at Robin 
Hood. Robin leaped back quickly, but caught his heel 
in a root of a tree, and fell heavily. Sir Guy sprang for¬ 
ward nimbly and gave him a thrust in the left side. It 
was a cowardly act. A true knight would have waited 
until his foe got to his feet. 

“Ah, my dear Lady, give me aid,” muttered Robin 
Hood, “let not this cheat take my life before my day.” 
So saying, he leaped to his feet and with a sudden stroke 
drove his sword clean through Sir Guy’s body. Sir Guy’s 
sword dropped from his hand, and staggering backward 
he fell lifeless to the green sward. 

Robin leaned panting and weary on his sword and 
looked down upon Sir Guy. “If thou hadst not been so 
great a traitor all thy life I would not have slain thee, 
for I like not to take life. Thou art the first I have slain 
since I fell afoul the law in my early youth. Mayhap I 
might be lying there if thou hadst fought fairly, as a 
knight should.” 

So saying, Robin took off his suit of Lincoln green, 
and clad himself in the hairy garments of the dead man. 
His own he put upon Sir Guy. 

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“Now I will go to Barnesdale to see how my men do 
fare,” quoth Robin Hood. 

Whereupon he blew upon Sir Guy’s horn so loud a 
blast that the Sheriff heard it where he awaited on the 
hill. 

“Hearken all of ye,” quoth the Sheriff, “that brings 
us good tidings. Yonder Sir Guy’s horn doth blow telling 
that he hath slain Robin Hood. Aye, by my faith, and 
here comes the mighty knight himself, clad in his horse- 
hide coat. Come hither, thou good Sir Guy. Ask of me 
what thou wilt.” 

“Nay, I wish not for gold,” replied Robin, “and one 
boon only do I crave. Now that I have slain the master, 
let me strike down his knavish servant who is tied to 
yonder tree. I will have no other fee.” 

“Thou art a madman,” said the Sheriff, “for not tak¬ 
ing a knight’s fee.” But in his wicked heart he was 
glad not to pay out so large a sum, for it was more in 
his pocket. He granted Robin’s request, although he had 
thought to make sport of the hanging of Little John. 

Now when Little John heard his master speak he knew 
that he would soon be free. Robin came as quickly as 
possible to cut Little John’s bonds, but the Sheriff and 
his men were close upon his heels. 

“Standaback, standaback,” shouted Robin then, “why 
do you draw so near? Give me room to swing my quar¬ 
ter-staff.” 

But the blow he gave was not with his quarter-staff 
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that held Little John. Then giving him Sir Guy’s bows 
and arrows, he bade him look to himself. At the same 
instant Little John and Robin Hood turned about with 
bows bent. 

When the Sheriff saw that Little John was free and 
that it was Robin Hood who stood before him, fear was 
in his heart. He clapped spurs to his horse and fled full 
fast toward Nottingham Town. All his company did 
likewise, for well they knew the deadly aim of Robin 
Hood and his band. 

But before the Sheriff was quite out of sight Little 
John sped an arrow after him which wounded him in the 
shoulder. Whereupon the Sheriff rode into Nottingham 
Town with a broad arrow in his back, and vengeance in 
his heart. 

Thereupon Little John turned to Robin Hood and 
said, “Ah, my master, forgive me for having left thee 
alone with thine enemy. I was cross and angry, but I 
should not have left thee as I did.” 

“Alas, good and tried friend, it is I that should beg 
forgiveness. For I spake unkindly and in haste,” an¬ 
swered Robin. 

Then the two embraced each other fondly, and strode 
together through the forest, where they found most of 
the merry band. Here the night was spent in feasting 
and tales of brave deeds. 

Thus was the Sheriff of Nottingham again outwitted 
and he despaired of ever catching Robin Hood, the out¬ 
law. 


Story XIV 



How Will Stutely Was Rescued by Robin Hood 


When Robin Hood in the greenwood lived, 
Derry derry down 
Under the greenwood tree, 

Tidings there came to him with speed, 
Tidings for certainty, 

Hey, down, derry derry down. 

That Will Stutely surprised was, 

And eke in prison lay; 

Three varlets that the sheriff hired 
Did likely him betray. 



N the morning after the battle between 
Robin Hood and Sir Guy the merry band 
was very anxious because one of their com¬ 
rades had not returned to the greenwood. 
This was Will Stutely, beloved by all. 


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There were those who had seen him in conflict with the 
Sheriff's men. But they knew how fleet he was of foot, 
and thought that he had escaped. 

“By my faith," quoth Robin Hood, “not one instant 
is to be lost before we find out where lieth good Will." 

On the instant a messenger came with all speed, shout¬ 
ing, “Tidings, good Robin, ill tidings." 

“Tell us at once thy tidings, good friend," said Robin. 

“It is of Will Stutely who was surprised by three of 
the Sheriff's men and now lieth in prison in Nottingham 
Town. 'Tis said he will hang on the morrow, but me- 
thinks that the anger of the Sheriff will fain hasten him 
to the gallows." 

Robin was sorely grieved over this news, and called 
his merry men to his side. They all swore a mighty oath 
that Will Stutely should be rescued, even though some 
of them died in the attempt. 

Whereupon they all made ready to go to storm the 
prison in Nottingham Town. A gallant sight were they 
as the whole band stood in a row. All dressed in Lincoln 
green were they. Every man had a good broadsword at 
his side and a stout yew-bow at his back. Robin Hood 
was dressed in scarlet from top to toe, and made a brave 
show as he walked at the head of his band. Resolved 
were they to bring Will Stutely home, or every man to 
die. 

When they came near the castle where Will Stutely 
lay, Robin said, “I hold it good that we stay here in am¬ 
bush and send one forth some news to hear. I prithee, 


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young David of Doncaster, go thou to the ancient Palmer 
that doth stand beside the castle wall. Perchance he 
can give thee news of Will Stutely.” 

With that out stepped the brave young man and spake 
thus to the old man, 

“I pray thee, Palmer old, tell me if thou dost rightly 
know, when must Will Stutely die? He is one of bold 
Robin Hood’s men that now lies a prisoner in the castle.” 

“Alack, alas,” the Palmer said, “woe is me that I must 
say the words. Will Stutely must be hanged this day 
on yonder gallows tree. If only his noble master had 
known he would have sent someone to take him away 
from such a death.” 

“Aye, that is true,” quoth young David then, “they 
would most truly set him free if they were near this 
place. But fare thee well, thou good old man, and thanks 
to thee. If Stutely be hanged this day, then he will be 
revenged.” 

No sooner had he spoken than the castle gates were 
opened wide, and out came Will Stutely with his hands 
bound, and guards on every side. He looked about him 
to see if there was any help for him. Then he spake to 
the Sheriff gallantly, 

“Grant me one boon now that I see that I must die. 
My noble master has never had a man that was hanged 
to a tree. Give me, I prithee, a sword in my hand, and 
let me be unbound. I will then fight with thee or thy men 
till I lie dead upon the ground.” 

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sworn that the outlaw should be hanged and not be 
treated as a brave man. 

“Do but unbind my hands,” implored Will, “and I will 
ask for no weapon.” 

“Nay,” said the Sheriff, “thou shalt die on the gal¬ 
lows, and so shall thy master too, if he comes into my* 
power.” 

“Thou coward,” cried Will Stutely with scorn, “thou 
faint-hearted peasant slave! If ever my master do thee 
meet thou shalt be treated as I have been.” Then grow¬ 
ing still bolder he said, “My noble master scorneth such 
as thee and thy cowardly crew, who will not fight me 
for my life. Pah! what care I for thee. I defy thee to 
do thy worst!” 

Not another word did the Sheriff speak, but motioned 
the guard to take Will to the gallows. On a sudden Will 
saw someone he knew. Out of the bushes leaped Little 
John saying, 

“I pray thee, Will, before thou diest take leave of 
all thy dear friends.” Then turning to the soldier who 
guarded Will, he said, “I must needs borrow him awhile. 
How say you, good Sheriff?” 

“Now, as I live,” shouted the Sheriff in anger, “me- 
thinks I know that varlet. Seize him and do not let him 
go.” 

But Little John quickly cut away Will Stutely’s bands. 
Then he snatched a sword away from one of the Sheriff’s 
men, saying, “Here, Will, take thou this, and defend thy¬ 
self awhile. Aid will come to thee straightway.” 


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Thereupon they turned back to back in the middle of 
the guards, and kept the guards at bay. 

Soon the cry, “Robin Hood approacheth near with 
many an archer gay,” came to the Sheriff’s ears. 

“Make haste, make haste,” the Sheriff cried in a trem¬ 
bling voice to his men, “we are undone, and our lives 
will not be worth anything if we are caught by this out¬ 
law band.” 

So the Sheriff left in all haste, and his doughty men 
with him. 

“Oh, stay,” called Will Stutely, “take leave of us ere 
thou depart. Here is bold Robin Hood now that thou 
wouldst fain have hung.” 

Then turning to Robin he quoth, “Little did I think 
when I came here that I would ever see thy face again. 
Gramercy, good master, to thee and all my good com¬ 
rades.” 

So it was that Will Stutely was set at liberty and 
brought safe from his foe. Happily did he march back 
with the merry band to the greenwood, little the worse 
for his adventure. But not so happy was the Sheriff 
for he had boasted far and wide of the hanging of the 
outlaw. 



Of How Robin Hood Did Serve Queen Katherine 

“If that I live a year to an end,” 

Thus did Queen Katherine say, 

“Bold Robin Hood, I will be thy friend, 

And all thy yeomen gay.” 


OW it so befell that the good Queen Kath¬ 
erine made a wager with the King that 
there were archers in the countryside that 
had more skill with the bow than his. The 
it _ ==== _ = , King took up her wager speedily, for he 
was proud of his yeomen, and was sure that no others 
shot with the prowess that his could show. 

“Thou canst have thy choice of the flower of archery 
from all England. But even when thou hast chosen the 
best the wager will go to me,” quoth the King. 



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“Nay, methinks thou dost speak hastily. An thou dost 
give me thy pledge, my liege lord, that all who come to 
thy archery may come and go as they please, I will bring 
together such skill as thou hast never seen,” answered 
the Queen. 

The King gave his honest word that all should come 
and go in safety, and Queen Katherine hurried to her 
rooms. She called her favorite page to her and said, 

“The fame of Robin Hood and his men hath come more 
than once to mine ears, and I would fain see this bold 
outlaw. Prepare thyself for a journey to Sherwood 
Forest.” 

Nothing loth, the page, Dick Patrington by name, be¬ 
took himself with all haste to the Sherwood Forest. 

His way lay past the Blue Boar Inn, and being thirsty 
after his ride through the heat of the day, he alighted 
from his horse and entered. He called for a bottle of 
wine, and said to several archers who were near him, 

“A toast, say I, to good Queen Katherine, and to the 
reward of my search.” 

A tall yeoman stood beside the page and said, “Gladly 
will I drink to the health of good Queen Katherine, but 
I must know more of thy quest. Tell me, sweet page, 
what is thy business and cause so far in the north 
country?” 

“I mean no harm, good archer, but I have a message 
from our Queen for Robin Hood. She hath bid me inquire 
of one good yeoman or another until I find him. Canst 
take me to him?” 


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“Aye, marry, that I can for I am Little John. But 
thou must first tell me thy errand with Robin Hood. ,, 

“The Queen would have him come to London Town 
and she will guard him from all harm. No more will I 
tell until I see Robin himself,” answered the page. 

“Mount thy fair steed, young page, and I will show 
thee Robin Hood and all his yeomen gay,” replied Little 
John. 

They set out at once and soon were come to the green¬ 
sward where the merry men were seated or lying about. 

“What is this that Little John hath brought us?” cried 
one of the men. For the page was dressed in velvets of 
bright colors, and had jewels on his hands. 

Robin Hood came forward from his place and Little 
John said to the page, “There is he whom thou wishest 
to see.” 

Straightway Dick Patrington fell on his knees before 
Robin Hood and said, 

“Queen Katherine doth greet thee well by me. She 
hath heard of thy skill at archery and would fain witness 
thy prowess. Not long since hath King Henry proclaimed 
a shooting-match and he doth wager that his archers are 
the best in the countryside. Queen Katherine would not 
have it so. She hath faith in thy skill and bids thee be 
present as her own yeoman, thou and two others of thy 
band.” 

“That would pleasure me greatly,” quoth Robin Hood, 
“but knowest thou not that I am an outlaw and a price 
is on my head?” 


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“Aye, verily, , tis well known, but the Queen hath sent 
thee this ring from off her fair hand as a sign of thy 
safety. She bids thee post to fair London court without 
fear.” 

Robin Hood took the ring from the page, and kissing 
it placed it on his hand. Then he said, “Gladly will I 
do the bidding of the Queen, and this ring will never part 
from me.” 

Whereupon he called together the merry band and said, 
“Our good Queen Katherine doth desire three archers 
from our band to uphold her wager. Methinks I will take 
Little John and Will Scarlet with me to show their skill, 
and Allan a Dale to charm the Queen with his sweet 
music. Busk thee now, and prepare food for our friend 
Dick, while we do array ourselves for the journey.” 

So Little John, Will Scarlet and Allan a Dale ran, full 
of gladness, to make themselves ready. They were 
pleased that they had been chosen to go with Robin. 

Anon they came forth, all ready to start. The three 
were dressed in Lincoln green with black hats and white 
feathers. But Robin was in scarlet from his head to his 
feet. Each had a fine horse upon which to ride, and they 
rode off in state to London Town with young Dick Pat- 
rington. 

Meanwhile, Queen Katherine sat in her royal chamber 
awaiting the arrival of her page. Her ladies were all 
about her chatting and laughing and not a few were in 
a trembling state when they thought of the famous out¬ 
law who was soon to be in their midst. 



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At length word came to her that Dick Patrington had 
arrived and that he awaited her in the court below. She 
bade him be brought to her. 

When she saw his companions the Queen received him 
joyously. Robin Hood fell down on his knee before her. 

“Thou art welcome, Locksley, and all thy worthy yeo¬ 
men,quoth the Queen. “Thy great skill is known to me, 
and I am laying a great wager on that skill. But I fear 
not that thou wilt win the prize.” 

“We are thy true servants, good my Queen,” said 
Robin, “and we have come to do thy bidding.” 

Then the Queen smiled happily, and bade him arise 
and to rest himself from the long journey. Soon rich 
food was brought to them, and they ate their fill. Where¬ 
upon there followed a jolly hour or so in which Robin 
told the Queen and her ladies many of their merry ad¬ 
ventures. They laughed again and again at these tales. 
At length the Queen said, 

“I hear that we have a goodly minstrel with us here. 
I prithee, sing to us, fair Allan a Dale, for thy fame hath 
reached here in London Town, and ’tis many a day since 
I have heard good music.” 

So Allan sang before the Queen, and all marvelled at 
his skill with the harp. 

The day of the shooting-match dawned bright and 
clear. 

Finsbury Field, where the match was to be held, was 
a gay sight with banners flying and many booths of gaily 
colored canvas. The archery range was in the center. 


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On each side of it were rows and rows of seats for the 
barons and knights and their ladies. The thrones of the 
King and Queen were placed on a high dais so that they 
could easily see all that went on about them. 

Some twenty renowned archers were getting their 
bows in readiness for they all wished to gain the great 
prizes of three hundred tuns of Rhenish wine, three 
hundred tuns of beer, and three hundred of the King’s 
fatted deer. 

Soon the King and Queen came upon the field amid the 
shouting of the people and the blowing of silver trum¬ 
pets. They seated themselves and then the King looked 
about for his archers. They lined up in front of him 
in goodly array, and right proud was he of them. 

Then it was that Queen Katherine asked, “Thinkest 
thou that these are the very best archers in all England?” 

“Aye, marry, in all the world say I,” answered the 
King. 

“Methinks I do know of three archers that can beat 
them at their best,” said the Queen with a smile. 

“Sayest thou so?” asked the King. “Then bring them 
forth, if thou canst.” 

“In sooth I will, my liege lord, if thou wilt again give 
me thy promise that all who come shall be unharmed,” 
said the Queen. 

“Thy wish shall be my law,” quoth the King. “Bring 
forth what archer thou wishest and he may come and go 
freely for forty days. Furthermore, if these archers of 
thine should best my archers I will give them special 


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prizes to boot. With thee I will make a wager of a silver 
bugle and a gold-tipped arrow.” 

“Good my lord,” laughed the Queen, “I take thy 
wager.” Then turning to the others present he said, 
“Who among ye noble knights will share the wager of the 
Queen?” 

But none were hardy enough to risk the loss of their 
money, for they all had great faith in the skill of the 
King’s archers. 

Then the Queen sent her page to bid Robin approach. 
Soon he was seen walking across to the Royal box with 
Little John and Will Scarlet. All three doffed their caps 
and knelt before the King and Queen. 

The Queen leaned forward and spake in a sweet clear 
voice, “As thou knowest, Locksley, I have made a wager 
with the King that thou and thy two yeomen can out- 
shoot any three of his men. My faith is with thee.” 

“We will not fail thee, your Majesty,” answered Robin 
Hood. 

Just as he finished speaking it so happened that the 
Sheriff of Nottingham passed by. When he saw Robin 
Hood and Little John he stopped in his tracks and could 
not believe his eyes. Not remembering the reverence due 
the King he shouted out, “My liege lord, knowest thou 
this fellow? ’Tis Robin Hood, the wicked outlaw, who 
stands there. How came he here?” 

“Is this thing true?” asked the King as he turned to 
the Queen angrily. 

“Aye, ’tis true,” replied the Queen, with a smile, “but 


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forget not thy pledge that these men should go free for 
forty days.” 

“And keep my promise I will,” quoth the King, “but 
woe betide them when this time is over. Let them look 
well to themselves, for I will make no such promise 
again.” 

Calling his archers to him he said, 

“My word hath been given, good fellows, that thou 
wilt show thy skill against these archers three. If thou 
wilt outdo them then extra silver will be thine. If not, 
then thou wilt lose thy prizes to these knaves. Never wilt 
thou regret this day if thou canst win.” 

The King’s archers, who like many others knew of 
Robin’s skill, promised to do their best. 

Excitement reigned on Finsbury Field as the Queen’s 
wager with the King became known. Great was the ex¬ 
citement, too, over the fact that Robin Hood was at the 
shooting-match. All wanted to see the famous outlaw 
use his great long-bow. 

New targets were placed. Six willow wands covered 
the center of every target. Only the most skillful could 
touch such a target from a distance. 

Robin Hood motioned the King’s archers to try their 
skill first. Tepus, the King’s best archer, shot well. His 
six arrows all hung on the target. Next Gilbert shot, and 
one of his shafts hit the center ring. Loud were the 
cheers that went up. The next archer, Clifton, missed 
the target. Will Scarlet shot, but so nervous was his 
hand that he missed the mark. 


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Then it was Little John’s turn. He stepped forward 
with his seven-foot bow, and shot one arrow after the 
other so fast that it looked as if they had all been loosed 
with one pull of the string. 

His shots all reached the target, and since he knew 
that another round would be shot he did not wish to do 
better than the others. No cheering was heard for him, 
nor none for Robin as he stepped forward with his great 
long-bow. He took his best shaft from his quiver and 
fitted it into his bow. Then with a smile at the Queen 
he sped his arrow swiftly into the very center of the 
target. 

Still the people did not cheer. Little John urged Robin 
to shoot again or it might seem to be but a chance shot. 
But Robin shook his head. 

Again the archers shot in turn, each taking more care¬ 
ful aim than before. Tepus and Gilbert both lodged their 
shafts in the center the same as Robin had done. The 
people were wild with delight because now their archers 
had shot as well as Robin. Little John shot again, but 
failed to beat the King’s men. All were breathing more 
freely for they felt that the Queen had lost her wager, 
and that the King’s archers would win. 

But Robin had not yet had his final shot. He had 
promised the Queen to win for her, and he could do 
naught but her bidding. Never yet had he failed his 
comrades or those that had faith in him, and he was not 
going to do so now. 

He raised his bow, and drew the string to the ex- 
8 


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treme length of the shaft. He held it there steadily and 
quickly let it speed on its way to the target. The arrow 
split the wand in two and pierced the center of the tar¬ 
get. Then before anyone could think he had sped another 
arrow and had split his own arrow that was in the center 
of the target. Again, for a third time, he sped an arrow 
and the second shaft was split in twain. 

Never had such skill been shown on Finsbury Field 
and the crowds rushed up to gaze at the broken shafts. 
It would be something to talk of for many a day. 

Robin hung his bow over his shoulder and walked 
quickly to the Queen. Little John and Will Scarlet fol¬ 
lowed. As Robin knelt before the Queen, the King spake 
not a word, but rose from his seat in anger and left the 
Field. 

“Gramercy, good Robin, for thy fine display. Thou 
hast won the prizes for thyself and thy yeomen. Thou 
hast shot worthily, and hath shown me that I made no 
mistake in choosing thee for mine archers. Where wilt 
thou have the prizes sent?” 

“Nay, kind and fair Queen, give, I prithee, the prizes 
to good Tepus and Gilbert who would have won the prizes 
had we not been there. We have no need of wine nor deer. 
But if thou wouldst give to Little John and me the silver 
bugle and the gold-tipped arrow then would we have a 
remembrance of thee and our visit this day.” 

“It shall be as thou dost desire, good Robin,” quoth 
the Queen. “But I am anxious that thou leave the city 
at once. The King will hold to his promise, but he is 


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deeply angered, and I like not to think of what might 
happen to thee if some treacherous one might harm thee, 
thinking to please him. Go at once, and tarry not, I 
prithee. I will send my page, Dick Patrington, to guide 
thee from the city.” 

So the yeomen bade the good Queen Katherine fare¬ 
well, and hurriedly followed the young page through 
the crowds of the city. And thus ended the famous shoot¬ 
ing match before Queen Katherine. 






Of How King Henry Did Chase Robin Hood, 
But Caught Him Not 


And when the game it ended was, 

Bold Robin won it with a grace, 
But after, the king was angry with him, 
And vowed he would him chase. 

What though his pardon granted was 
While he with them did stay, 

But yet the king was vexed with him 
When as he was gone away. 



REAT was the wrath of the King as he left 
the shooting-match where his famous arch¬ 
ers were defeated. He went to the royal 
chambers and nursed his anger. He was 
sorry now that he had given his promise 


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to the Queen. Taking the Sheriff of Nottingham aside 
he said, 

“I can now see why thou hast been at thy wits’ end to 
capture this sly outlaw. If I had not given my promise 
to the Queen we could even now have him in our hands.” 

“Women know nothing of affairs of state, my liege 
lord,” replied the cunning Sheriff. “It would be to the 
good of the whole countryside to capture this sly fox. 
Give me leave to try once more.” 

“Say no more,” quoth the King, “and see that the 
Queen knows nothing of thy plans. I will not bid thee 
go or stay.” 

Now young Dick Patrington was nearby and heard 
the talk between the King and the Sheriff. He went at 
once to the Queen. She was sorely vexed and sorrowful 
when she heard these things. But she sent young Dick 
after the outlaws to warn them of their peril. 

Little John was awakened by the galloping of the 
horse’s feet and he called the other three. 

“Methinks we are pursued from the sound of furious 
riding that I hear,” said he. 

Soon Dick came into sight. 

“Ah, good Dick, hath the Queen further need of us?” 
asked Robin. 

“Nay,” answered Dick, “but the wicked Sheriff hath 
persuaded the King to follow thee and to hang thee all 
to the nearest tree. I have come at the Queen’s bidding 
to warn thee of this treachery.” 

“Our thanks to thee and to her Majesty. She need 


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not fear for us now since we will be on our guard,” quoth 
Robin Hood. 

“ ’Twere better that we scatter and leave the high¬ 
way,” said Robin. “Perchance it would be even better 
to go by foot on the little by-paths through the woods.” 

Little John did not wish to leave Robin Hood, but he 
told him he must go. So they parted company, and all 
three galloped off in different directions. 

Robin went forward cautiously on foot, leading his 
horse until he could find a buyer. Many times he stopped 
to listen, but he could hear nothing of the Sheriff’s men. 
At length he came to a sparkling little stream. Tying 
his horse to a nearby tree he knelt down, making a cup 
of his hands. As he was drinking something flew past 
his ear and fell in the water beside him. It was a gray 
goose shaft. Quick as a wink Robin leaped to his feet, 
untied his horse and was away. But the Sheriff’s men 
were after him. Many were the shafts that were sent 
but all, good luck for Robin, missed their mark. 

Now Robin knew every path in the woods so ere long 
he had outwitted his pursuers. But it was some time 
before he felt that he could dismount and get his breath. 

“By my faith, stout Robin,” he said to himself, “that 
was a narrow escape. Perchance I would do well to get 
rid of this bright suit which doth attract the eye.” 

Soon he espied a lowly milkman trotting along by the 
side of his old mule. Two long milk-cans were slung 
over the mule’s back. The milkman wore a long black 
robe and on his head a queer fur hood. 



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“None would know me in this/’ chuckled Robin to 
himself. 

“Heighho, good milkman,” quoth he, “what say to a 
fair exchange? I will give thee my fine horse with his 
trappings for thy mule. And also my suit of red for thy 
suit of black.” 

The milkman lost no time in making the exchange, 
for he knew that he was getting the better of the bar¬ 
gain. Then they parted, both well content. 

No sooner had the milkman been lost to sight than a 
company of mounted men came riding up. They were 
the Sheriff’s men. One turned aside and asked Robin 
if he had seen four mounted archers pass along the road. 

“Dost mean the three in green and one in red?” asked 
Robin. 

“Aye, those were the four.” 

“Thou art on the right road for they went straight 
ahead,” answered Robin. 

So away galloped the men up the road. 

Robin knew that the men-at-arms would return when 
they found no archers, so he quickly gave the milk-cans 
to an old woman standing near, and leaped on the old 
mule’s back. Although he could not make great speed, 
yet he was long on his way before the Sheriff and his 
men returned. 

Great was the anger of the Sheriff when he realized 
that Robin had befooled him again. He saw the milk- 
cans and found out from the old woman which way 
Robin had ridden. 


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Now the Sheriff knew that the Fountain Abbey lay 
in that direction, so they all galloped off after bold Robin. 

In the meantime, Robin had reached the Fountain 
Abbey and had been received by the good friar there. 
He had eaten a hearty meal and felt ready to go on. 

“No longer must I tarry, good friar,” quoth he. “If 
thou will get for me a palmer’s habit to wear instead of 
this ragged robe I will thank thee greatly. My mule I 
will leave thee, for he is not a speedy beast and doth 
hinder my progress.” 

So saying he strode off into the woods. 

Some hours later the Sheriff and his men rode up to 
the gates of the Abbey. They were much elated when 
they saw the old mule for they were sure that they had 
caught their prey. 

The good friar let them enter the Abbey and gave 
them meat and drink, but naught did they find that 
showed that any stranger had been there. 

“Hast seen no one this night?” asked the Sheriff. 

“Naught but an old palmer,” answered the friar. 

“Methinks the sly fox hath changed his garb again,” 
said the Sheriff. 

Now the last thing that Robin wished was to bring 
the Sheriff and his men to Sherwood Forest. Not that 
he feared for his men, for they could hold their own 
against any men-at-arms. But he feared lest the King 
might be with the Sheriff and he did not wish him to 
be injured. So he did his best to keep them away from 
the Forest. 


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At length he came to Emmet Priory and asked for his 
good friend Friar William. Friar William was most 
happy to see his old friend, but was saddened by the 
news that he was being pursued. 

“Thou must need change thy disguise once more, for 
thine enemies may be near. I will dress thee in a monk’s 
cowl and hood, and then we two will go together on the 
highway,” said the good Friar William. 

They soon heard the clatter of hoofs on the highway, 
and each seizing a staff strode out past the horsemen 
that came riding through the gate. 

“Thou dost make a better friar than I, Robin,” laughed 
the friar as they parted company, the friar to return to 
the Abbey, and Robin Hood to journey on his way. 

The good Prior of the Abbey invited the Sheriff and 
his men to come into the Abbey and rest. They were 
nothing loth to do so, and it was many hours before 
they were again on their way. 

Meanwhile Robin Hood had made up his mind that 
the safest plan was to return to London Town to see the 
Queen. He joined a company of priests that were going 
there and reached London in safety. 

When there he hied himself at once to the Queen, 
and falling down on his knees before her said, “An it 
please your Grace, I am come to this place to speak with 
King Henry.” 

Queen Katherine answered bold Robin then. “The 
King has gone to merry Sherwood to seek Robin Hood, 
so he said.” 


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“Then fare thee well, my gracious Queen, for I will 
go at once to Sherwood. I would fain know what his 
Grace would have with me, when we do meet.” 

But when King Henry did come home, full weary and 
vexed in mind, he had not seen Robin Hood. 

“Welcome home, my sovereign liege,” cried Queen 
Katherine. “Bold Robin Hood, the good archer, hath 
been here seeking thee.” 

Then King Henry did laugh and say, “He is a cun¬ 
ning knave. I have sought him these whole three weeks.” 

“A boon, a boon, I beg of your Grace,” quoth Queen 
Katherine then, “pardon his life and seek no more to 
capture him.” 

“Thou pleadeth well, my Katherine, and he shall have 
a pardon. I like so bold a heart,” answered the King. 

And so endeth Robin Hood’s chase. 








Of How Good King Richard of the Lion Heart 
Came to Sherwood Forest 


King Richard hearing of the pranks 
Of Robin Hood and his men, 

He much admir’d, and more desir’d, 
To see both him and them. 


ANY years had passed since Robin served 
the good Queen Katherine. King Henry 
had died and King Richard of the Lion 
Heart had become King. He had come 
from many stirring adventures in the 
Holy Land, and was ever fond of those who had courage 
and bravery. 

The Sheriff of Nottingham wasted no time in telling 
him of the famous outlaws who were still robbing the 



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rich to pay the poor, and who still killed the King’s deer. 

“I would see these famous outlaws face to face,” 
quoth King Richard, much to the Sheriff’s surprise. 

The Sheriff tried to warn him of the danger of the 
Forest, but the King was like Robin Hood in that he 
delighted in roaming about in disguise, and finding his 
adventure single-handed. 

So it was not long after the King came to Nottingham 
Town that he arranged to visit Sherwood. He arrayed 
himself in an abbot’s robe, and six of his knights went 
as monks. 

They had not ridden far into the deep Forest until 
they came upon Robin Hood. He sprang forward and 
seized the bridle of the King’s horse and said: 

“Sir Abbot, abide with us awhile. We be but poor 
yeomen who dwell in the Forest and must needs kill the 
King’s deer for food, for we have no other way to live. 
While thou hast, I’ll wager, much gold from thy many 
lands and churches. Give us some of thy moneys for 
sweet charity’s sake.” 

“Little enough have I with me this day, some fifty 
pounds or so,” answered the Abbot, “but that I give to 
thee.” 

Robin Hood took the money and divided it into equal 
parts, giving half to his men. Then he returned the other 
half to the Abbot, saying, “So courteous hast thou been 
that I will not take thy all.” 

“Thou art a courteous outlaw thyself. Such has not 
been said of thee. We be messengers of the good King 


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Richard, who sends thee his greetings. He is not far 
from here and hopes to speak with thee.” 

“God save the King,” cried Robin Hood and bent his 
knee to the ground. “I love him well, and thou art wel¬ 
come since thou hast come from him.” 

“ Tis said that thou art disloyal to the King, but this 
would not seem so,” said the Abbot. 

“Nay, he who says that liest in his heart,” replied 
Robin. “But come, taste of our greenwood cheer.” 

Robin took the King’s horse by the head and led him 
to the tent. 

“I would not treat thee so kindly if thou hadst not 
come from the King, for I care not much for the clergy,” 
quoth Robin. 

At once he set his horn to his mouth, and a loud blast 
did he blow. One hundred and ten of Robin’s men came 
marching in a row. Each man bent his knee before 
Robin. 

“By my faith, ’tis a gallant sight to see. Would that 
all my men came to my bidding as do these merry men 
of the greenwood,” said the King to himself. 

Orders were given and soon a marvelous feast was 
spread before them all. Venison and fowls were plenti¬ 
ful and there was fish from the river nearby. At last 
King Richard swore that never on land or sea had he 
ever feasted better. 

Then Robin took a can of ale and said, “Come, let 
us now begin. Come, every man shall have his can to 
drink a health unto the King.” 


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The King himself drank to the King, and all the merry 
men drank to the health of good King Richard. 

“Perchance thou wouldst like to see the life we lead 
before thou must go back to Nottingham Town,” quoth 
Robin. “Bend all thy bows,” he called to the merry band, 
“and show such sport as thou wouldst before the gracious 
King himself.” 

The King watched the men warily at first, thinking 
they might prove traitors, but he soon saw that there 
was no treachery. It was for target practice that the 
long-bows were drawn. 

“Now let us see what thou canst do,” quoth Robin. 
“Whoever fails to shoot through yon target shall give 
his arrows as forfeit. Aye, verily, he shall also get a 
good buffet on the head from his master.” 

They showed such brave archery, by cleaving sticks 
and wands that the King was moved to say, “Such men 
as they live not in many lands.” 

But there were those who missed and Robin smote 
them sorely on the head, for he wanted them all to be 
the best archers in the land. Little John and Will Scarlet 
split the wand, and so did Robin Hood and Gilbert the 
Cook. But at the last shot Robin missed the mark an 
inch or more. 

Whereupon a great roar went up for seldom had they 
seen their master miss the mark. 

Then Will Scarlet spake, “Where are thy arrows, 
good master, for they are forfeit? Also stand forth and 
take thy good buffet.” 


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■ “Aye. a law holds good both ways,” laughed Robin. 

I prithee, Sir Abbot, do thou give me a buffet with 
thy strong arm.” 

“ ’Tis not my habit to cuff good yeomen,” replied the 
King. “I would not like to do thee harm. Let some 
other do it.” 

“Nay,” quoth Robin, “I would that thou shouldst buf¬ 
fet me. Smite boldly without fear.” 

“So shall it be,” replied the King. 

Then he rolled up his sleeves showing such a forearm 
as to make the yeomen stare. Robin stood firmly with 
his feet wide apart and waited, for he was sure that 
no fat abbot could knock him down. The next instant 
he found himself prone on the grass with his head swim¬ 
ming. He stood on his feet slowly and rubbed his sore 
head. 

“By my faith, thou art the stoutest churchman I have 
ever known. Never have I been so smitten. Who but 
King Richard could have such an arm of might.” 

Thereupon he looked more closely at the Abbot and 
saw that it was in very truth the King. He fell again 
to his knees, and said, “Thy pardon, my liege lord, for 
me and my merry men. We would gladly be in thy 
service, true servants evermore.” 

“Stand up again,” then said the King, “I’ll thee thy 
pardon give on the one condition that thou and thy whole 
company will come to the court and ever dwell there 
close to me.” 

So the next day they all went to London Town with 


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the King, each swearing that they would come often 
to the Sherwood Forest. But it was many a year before 
most of them saw the Forest again, for the good King 
Richard’s journeys carried him into many lands. 


They are all gone to London Court, 
Robin Hood with all his train; 
He once was there a noble peer, 
And now he's there again. 


































































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